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  • Текст песни Three Six Mafia - Stay High

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    Тут находится текст песни Three Six Mafia - Stay High, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    (DJ Paul)
    Yeaaaaah!
    For the first time it's goin down, history baby!
    New Three 6 Mafia, featuring Eightball and MJG, Young Buck!
    It's a Tennessee thing!

    (Hook: Juicy J)
    I gotta stay high, ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie
    Till I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
    I gotta stay high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
    Till I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
    I gotta stay high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
    Till I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
    I gotta stay high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
    Till I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie

    (Juicy J)
    Heyyyy
    Call me the Juice and you know I'm a stunt
    Ridin in the car with some bump in the trunk
    Tone in my lap and you know it's a pump
    Breakin down the good green, rollin the blunt
    Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the mayne
    Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain
    Ridin through the hood, got me grippin the grain
    And I'm sippin the same, while I'm changin the lane
    Eyes real tight cause I'm cho-ckin the green
    Vision messed up cause I'm drinkin the lean
    Messin with a D-Boy, ridin them big toys
    Make your main gal wanna get on my team
    She gotta give it up before she get in my car
    I ain't Denzel but I know I'm a star
    Cause when I'm in the club, I be back in the far
    Of the V.I.P. part and be buyin the bar

    (DJ Paul)
    DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust
    You leave your green around me nigga your green gonna get lit up
    You leave your drank around me believe your drank gonna get drunk up
    You leave your girl around me if she bad she gonna get stuck
    These niggaz despise, we live them lives
    And keep them eyes tight, ridin round what they like
    Make a couple nuns, a couple of dykes
    So purple, p-purple, p-purple and swallow it down with
    the yurple, yurple, yurple
    It's goin dowwwwwn

    (Hook)

    (Young Buck)
    Puff puff pass nigga roll that blunt
    Let's get high nigga smoke us one
    Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggaz can't stand it
    But them hoes gonna come out
    Just really wanna smoke my weed, f**k these hoes and stack my g'z
    Stop at the light and pause on Three
    Hit the mall and it be all on me but
    Gotta keep one eye up on the po-po, close the window
    when I roll the indo
    Know they mad, cause I'm rollin Benzos
    This that purple, not pretend-do
    Three 6 Mafia them my kinfolks, so when I'm in
    Memphis, Tennekee
    I just might not bring my own cause them niggaz they'll let me smoke it for free

    (Crunchy Black)
    What's up Mary? (how you doin?), Mary Jane (stalkin me)
    Since I have met ya girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain)
    You stole my heart (stole my heart), right from the start (right from the start)
    So I broke you down, lil momma put you in the gar (put you in the gar)

    (Hook)

    (Eightball)
    Split, roll, full of that dro
    Leave the club full of Rose' Mo
    Your girlfriend wanna ride with me
    In a car with a pimp where she supposed to be
    You ain't met no dude spit it cold as me
    The bag of kush cost 650, have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
    Coughin and chokin constantly
    Taste like fruit when you hit it, gotta have bread to get it
    Smoke all night, sleep all day
    That's to me the American way
    Roll that shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit
    Blow that shit out slow, then pass it to me bro

    (MJG)
    MJ finna sprinkle in some of that, super incredible
    have a nigga runnin back
    Where that nigga with the good sticky number at?
    Cuttin up a cigarillo like a lumber jack
    In the mornin, what I need, is to, breath me in a whole lotta weed but uh
    I'm needin somebody to give me what I need
    when I want nothin less then the best of the trees
    DJ Paul and Juicy J, Eightball and MJG
    And Young Buck we don't give a f**k we must represent this Tennessee
    We drink a whole lot of Hennessy (WHAT!)
    Nigga got a lil hair on his ch

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