The group's 1995 debut album Mystic Stylez would go on to become an influential cult classic.
Emerging as a horror-themed underground hip hop group, they would eventually go on to enjoy mainstream success. It was later remixed with guest verses from southern rappers Trick Daddy, Slim Thug, and Three 6 Mafia affiliate Project Pat as “Stay Fly (Still Fly Remix).Three 6 Mafia is an American hip hop group from Memphis, Tennessee, formed in 1991. It is a theory among some fans that the background vocals, taken from “Tell Me Why Our Love Has Turned Cold” by Willie Hutch, were altered to say “Lucifer, you’re my king, you’re my father.” The rap group has long been associated with Satan and took their name directly from 666, the “Number of the Beast.”Ī music video for “Stay Fly” was also released to support the single. “Stay Fly” has stirred up some controversy over the years because of its perceived demonic messages.
“Stay Fly” became Three 6 Mafia’s biggest song ever, peaking at #13 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart and becoming certified 2x platinum by the RIAA on December 11, 2006. Released as the first single from dirty south pioneers Three 6 Mafia’s 2006 hit album Most Known Unknown, the song features fellow Memphis natives 8Ball & MJG and Young Buck. Widely considered a southern hip-hop classic, “Stay Fly” is a triumphant and unforgiving trunk-rattler anthem straight out of Memphis, Tennessee.
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I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie I gotta stay fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y 'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie Premro 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 Coughing and choking constantly Taste like fruit when you hit it Gotta have bread to get it Smoke all night, sleep all day That's the epitome of 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 MJ finna sprinkle in some of that Super incredible, have a nigga running back Where that nigga with the hood sticky number at? Cutting up a cigarillo like a lumber jack In the morning, when I need this And breath again a whole lot of weed But I'm needing somebody to give me what I need When I want nothing less then the best of the trees DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8Ball and MJG And Young Buck, we don't give a fuck We must represent this Tennessee We drink a whole lot of Hennessy Nigga got a lil' hair on his chest Do me like Bill Clinton girl, take it out your mouth We'll shoot it right down on your dress Fly-y-y-y, y-y, y-y, y part and be buying the bar DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust You leave your green around me, nigga your green gon' get lit up You leave your drank around me Believe your drank gon' get drunk up You leave your girl around me, if she bad, she gonna get stuck These niggas is spies We live them lives and keep them eyes tight Riding 'round what they like Make a couple nuns a couple of dykes So purple, purple, purple, and swallow it down With the yurple, yurple, yurple, it's going down They call me the Juice, so you know I'ma stunt Riding in the car with some bump in the trunk Tone in my lap and you know it's a pump Breaking down the good green, rolling the blunt Ghetto pimp type, girls say I'm the mayne Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chain Riding through the hood, got me gripping the grain And I'm sipping the same while I'm changing the lane Eyes real tight cause I'm choking the green Vision messed up cause I'm drinking the lean Messing with a D-boy, riding 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 fog In the V.I.P.
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