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Story behind the song
Three Six Mafia - "Stay High"
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When I hop up on the beat, I get it poppin' in the street / Made a switch, now I got ya bitch poppin in my sheets
That's a cold blooded killa, and I hold what'll fill her / Big dick, stick quick, while we blowin' some killer
Oh you was wit her, now I keep her on my nuts / Pass her around, when my people wanna bust
Gettin evil on the cuts, cuz Da Kid pretty mean / The henny make me lean, plus I got that ghetty green
Peep me on the scene, wit a blunt in my ear / See nuttin' but fiends, when you comin over here
It's nothin in the rear-view, I passed everybody / It's nothin' to hit chu, ask anybody
Small body bitches never swangin' on a G / Chickens swallow my seed when they hangin' out wit' me
I'm slangin' what I need, to get my dough up / You can call it greed, when you see me blow up
Choke up on the smoke, nigga pass that philly / Feelin' kinda trilly while we actin' silly
Maks & Milli's, shells at cha fitted / I'll send you to Hell, and I ain't bullshittin'
Givin' you the bizness, one hitter quitter / For the trick niggas that we finna get rid of
Get Up, and you fallin' right back to the flo / Smack em some mo', cuz he act like a ho
Phillie's, & Swisher's, & Dutches, I fucks wit them E-Z- Rolls / So Leave me Lone, before you get dumped & thrown on that greasy road
I'm speakin' fo anybody wit a lighter... Fuck if you high, now's the time to get higher /
Da Kid Source nigga, and I spit that fire... But puff that spliff man if that's fire
[HOOK] x4
I Gotta Stay High...
Everyday In The Chi...
I Gotta Stay High...
Everyday In The Chi...
[HOOK]
Phillie's, & Swisher's, & Dutches, I fucks wit them E-Z- Rolls / So Leave me Lone, before you get dumped & thrown on that greasy road
I'm speakin' fo anybody wit a lighter... Fuck if you high, now's the time to get higher /
Da Kid Source nigga, and I spit that fire... But puff that spliff man if that's fire
Back in the mix, and I'm back on the cut / What's up to the sluts, who let me grab on they butt
Don't gotta front for a nigga, cuz I keep it too real / Stackin' old paper, while I'm heatin' new steel
Thinkin' you trill, get ya block knocked off / Nigga's know the deal, when my glock pop off
The spot not soft, wit that hard white hussle / Tryna see tomorrow, is an all night struggle
Motherfucker's, wanna talk shit then run / I got you bitch, when I grip this gun
The shit ain't done, so you might as well stay / The beef end here cuz you dyin' today
Wat I'm tryin' to say, I ain't bout them games / While you jus a bitch, with or without them dames
Bout my flames, I'm blowin' back-wood / I forgot my own name cuz the dro is that good
[HOOK] x4
Dis How It Go in dat Windy City / Shit get gritty, but we gettin' plenty
I'm missin' many, so I blow for the dead / Roll a whole ounce, take the O to the head
You know what I said cuz I say wat I mean / Blood-Stains Red but I stay lookin' clean
And mean in my white tee, seems that I might be / Icy, wit a gangsta lean that's likely
Try me short, and take a long ass walk / That thang burst and lay you on that chalk
Say wat chu want, Do what chu do / I aim my points, just to get through to you
Dude, I Got dudes that got tools that'll spark / If you scared of the light, we can do it in the dark
You'll get caught, and dropped so fast / Fuck what chu thought, nigga that's yo ass
[HOOK] x2
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