作曲:Three 6 Mafia
作词:Three 6 Mafia
Yeah
For the first time it's going down till history baby
New three six mafia
Featuring a ball n j
G young buck
It's a jealousy thing
We gotta stay
Until i die
I gotta stay
Until i die
I gotta stay high
Till i die
I gotta stay
Till i die
Aye call me the juice and you know i'm a stunt
Riding in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know it's a pump
Bring it down the good green roll in the blunt
Get a pimp tight girl say i'm the man
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain
And i'm sipping the same while i'm changing the lane
Eyes real tight cause i'm choking the cream
** i messed up cause i'm drinking the lean
Messing with a d boy riding them big toys
Make your man gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up while she get in my car
I ain't been sad but i know i'm a star
Cause when i'm in the club i'll be back in the bar
In the v i p park and he buy in the bar
Dj paul is a dog one you do not trust
You leave your green around me
** your green gon' get lit up
You leave your drink around me believe
Your girl around me
If she bad she gonna get stuck
These ** are spyin'so we let them lie
Keep them eyes tied mind rhyme what they like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of thighs on
Purple purple purple and swallow it down
With the purple purple purple it's going down
I gotta stay high
Till i die
I gotta staytill i die till i die
** pop pass ** roll that blunt
Let's get high ** smoke us one pop
Pull out the phantom
** can't stand it but them hoes gon' come
I just really wanna smoke my **
** these hoes and stack my cheese
Top of the light and pause on three
Hit the mall and it be all on me
What gotta keep one eye for the popo
Close the window when i roll the indo
Know they mad cause i'm rolling benzo
This that purple not pretend though
Three six mafia then my kinfolk
So when i'm in me if it's china key
I just might not bring my own
Cause the ** still let me smoke
Bring what's in there
Like you doing barry jane
Stocking me since i had badget girl
You're on my brain
You stole my heart
My heart right from the star right from the star
Broke you down the mama pretending dog
I got to stay
High till i die till i die
I gotta stay high till i die till i
Be in the car with a pimp where she supposed to be
You ain't met no dudes really cold as me
The bag of kush you call six fifty
Have a ** who smoke reggie
Miller call for the choking
Constantlytaste like fruit when you hit it
Gotta have bread to get it
Smoke all night sleep all day
Fast to be the american way
Roll that ** light that **
Hit that ** hold that **
Blow that ** out slow then pass it to me roll
Mj finna stringling some of that super incredible
Having niggasrunning back
With a ** with the hood sticking out my **
Cut up on the cigarette like a lumberjack
In the morning morning
What i need
Is to be breathe back in a whole lot of **
What i need need somebody to givewhat i need
What i want nothing less than the best of the trees
Did you balling juicy j eight balling m j g
The young bump we don't give a **
We must represent this tennessee
Bring a whole lot of hennessy
That's why a ** got a little heart on his chest
Hit me like real clean girl take it out your mouth
Real shoot it right down on the stress