"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Yeah
For the first time it's going down in history, baby
New Three 6 Mafia
Featuring 8Ball and MJG
Young Buck in from Tennessee
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly (yeah), 'til I die (ayy)
Call me the juice and you know I'm a stunt
Ride in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know it's the pump
Breakin' down the good weed rollin' the blunt
Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the man
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chains
Ridin' through the hood got me grippin' the grain
And I'm sippin' the same while I'm changin' the lanes
Eyes real tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up 'cause I'm drinkin' the lean
Messing with D boys 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 far
In the VIP part and buyin' the bar (buyin' the bar)
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 drink around me
Believe your drink gonna get drugged up
You leave your girl around me
And she bad she gonna get stuffed
These niggas is spies we living it live keep them nice tires
Ridin' around what they like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of dimes
It's purple (purp), purple (purp), purple and swallow it down
With the yurple (yip), yurple (yip), yurples, it's goin' down
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
Puff, puff, pass nigga roll that blunt
Let's get high nigga smoke us one
Car pull out the phantom
Niggas can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out
Just really wanna smoke my weed
Fuck these hoes and stack my cheese
Stop at the light and pause on 3
Hit the mall and it be all on me
But gotta keep one eye out for the po-po
Close the window when I roll the indo
Know they mad 'cause I roll the Benzo
It's that purple not pretend-o
Three 6 Mafia and they my kin folks
So when I'm in Memphis, Ten-a-key
I just might not bring my own
'Cause them niggas still let me smoke for free
What's up Mary? (How you doin'?)
Mary Jane (stanky nigga)
Since I have met you girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain)
You stole my heart (you stole my heart)
Right from the start (right from the start)
So I broke you down lil mama and hit you in the dark (hit you in the dark)
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die (yeah)
Front row full of that dro'
Leave the club full of rolls, 8 mo'
Your girlfriend wanna ride with me
In the car wit a pimp where she supposed ta be
You ain't met no dudes spittin' cold as me
With a bag of kush that cost six-fifty
Have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughin' and choking constantly
Tastes like fruit when you hit it
Gotta have bread to get it
Smoke all night, sleep all day
That should be 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 (ayy) gonna sprinkle in some of that
Super incredible, leave a nigga runnin' back
Where the nigga really good sticky number at
Cuttin' through the cigarillo like a lumberjack
In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weed
But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less than 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 Hennessey
Nigga got a little hair on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya mouth
We'll shoot it down right on your dress
Fly-y-y-y-y-y-y
For the first time it's going down in history, baby
New Three 6 Mafia
Featuring 8Ball and MJG
Young Buck in from Tennessee
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly (yeah), 'til I die (ayy)
Call me the juice and you know I'm a stunt
Ride in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know it's the pump
Breakin' down the good weed rollin' the blunt
Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the man
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chains
Ridin' through the hood got me grippin' the grain
And I'm sippin' the same while I'm changin' the lanes
Eyes real tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up 'cause I'm drinkin' the lean
Messing with D boys 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 far
In the VIP part and buyin' the bar (buyin' the bar)
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 drink around me
Believe your drink gonna get drugged up
You leave your girl around me
And she bad she gonna get stuffed
These niggas is spies we living it live keep them nice tires
Ridin' around what they like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of dimes
It's purple (purp), purple (purp), purple and swallow it down
With the yurple (yip), yurple (yip), yurples, it's goin' down
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
Puff, puff, pass nigga roll that blunt
Let's get high nigga smoke us one
Car pull out the phantom
Niggas can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out
Just really wanna smoke my weed
Fuck these hoes and stack my cheese
Stop at the light and pause on 3
Hit the mall and it be all on me
But gotta keep one eye out for the po-po
Close the window when I roll the indo
Know they mad 'cause I roll the Benzo
It's that purple not pretend-o
Three 6 Mafia and they my kin folks
So when I'm in Memphis, Ten-a-key
I just might not bring my own
'Cause them niggas still let me smoke for free
What's up Mary? (How you doin'?)
Mary Jane (stanky nigga)
Since I have met you girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain)
You stole my heart (you stole my heart)
Right from the start (right from the start)
So I broke you down lil mama and hit you in the dark (hit you in the dark)
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die
I gotta stay fly, 'til I die (yeah)
Front row full of that dro'
Leave the club full of rolls, 8 mo'
Your girlfriend wanna ride with me
In the car wit a pimp where she supposed ta be
You ain't met no dudes spittin' cold as me
With a bag of kush that cost six-fifty
Have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughin' and choking constantly
Tastes like fruit when you hit it
Gotta have bread to get it
Smoke all night, sleep all day
That should be 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 (ayy) gonna sprinkle in some of that
Super incredible, leave a nigga runnin' back
Where the nigga really good sticky number at
Cuttin' through the cigarillo like a lumberjack
In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weed
But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less than 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 Hennessey
Nigga got a little hair on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya mouth
We'll shoot it down right on your dress
Fly-y-y-y-y-y-y
Lyrics submitted by gahlok008, edited by Johnsonson
Stay Fly Lyrics as written by David Darnell Brown Paul D. Beauregard
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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the song is amazing. and dammit, it's stay high, not fly. that's the pussy version everyone sings. the real people know how to smoke to this.
YES THIS SONG IS AMAZING. ESPECIALLY THE PART IN THE BACKGROUND WHEN THEY SAY..."LUCIFER, WE LOVE YOU"
Agreed. The un-edited version of the song has no "f" sound before the "i"s. It's obvious from the lyrical content anyway.
" Smoke all Night, Sleep all Day. That should be the American Way "
Ha ain't that the truth.
What is the girl in the background saying? It sounds to me like she's sayin "you got..." something. There is this rumor going around that she's saying "Lucifer...is our king...is our god." It seems like a bunch of bullshit to me...but I wanna know what she's really saying.
luckyu886,
Why do you find that so hard to believe? Their group name IS 666 MAFIA. 666 being the mark of the beast, aka representing satan. It's not like they're Christian artists rapping about Jesus.
THREE SIX MAFIA = TRIPLE SIX MAFIA = 666 (satans number) LISTEN TO STAY FLY A LITTLE CLOSER . TO THE LADY SINGIN IN THE BACKGROUND . YOU THOUGHT SHE WAS MUMBLIN HUH ? BUT NAH, SHES SAYIN "YOU ARE GOD - YOU ARE KING - LUCIFER" LISTEN TO IT IF YOU DONT BELIEVE ME, YOU NEVER REALIZED THAT BEFORE HUH ? LISTEN TO JUICY J'S PART HE SAYS "LUCIFER. LUCIFER" BEFORE HE STARTS FLOWIN . AND THE RECORD LABEL IS "HYPNOTIZE MINDS" THESE DUDES ARE HYPNOTIZING YOU & YOU DONT EVEN KNOW IT . IF YOU CAN REPOST ALL THESE "IF YOU BELIEVE IN JESUS, REPOST THIS" THEN REPOST THIS SO NO ONE ELSE GETS TRICKED INTO HEARIN PEOPLE PRAISING SATAN PASS THIS ON & DELETE THAT CRAP OFF YOUR PLAYLIST ASAP !! .......that's deep.......
oh yea, at there concert they tore out a peice of the Bible and smoked it
Fuck da satan shit. Who give a fuck. That just go 2 show that Three 6 and HCP Clique dont give a fuck. They the hardest niggas in the game, ain't nobody fucking with em, they say what the fuck they want, and don't give a fuck about being commercial. They been talking bout the devil since they started. Listen to their early shit if you really wanna hear some real satan shit. If yall just realizing these niggas is bout evil then yall is slow cause they been rappin bout killin, rape, drugs, and da devil ever since they got in the game with their classic CD "Mystic Stylez"
BabyGirl You are retarded thats not what there saying in the background dumbass you are the worshipper download this song WILLE HUTCH TELL ME WHY HAS OUR LOVE TURNED COLD..... IDIOT YOU KEEP ASSUMING SHIT TOO YOU DUMB ASS STICK TO YOUR OWN RETARDED MUSIC
THAT GOES TO SHOW HOW STUPID AND IGNORANT ALL YOU WHITE PEOPLE ARE THATS NOT A GIRL IN THE BACKGROUND THATS WILLIE HUTCH IN THE BACKGROUND AAAHAHAHA IM SO PISSED I JUST WANT TO SLAP YOU LIKE A 2 DOLLA HO
" Hey, Johndoe. Learn how to speak English. You sound like an idiot."
He represents this "music" well. An embarrassment to the planet Earth. I am ashamed.