[Intro: DJ Paul]

Yeah!

(Do-ba-dah, do-ba-dee, do-ba-dabadee)

For the first time, it's going down, history, baby

New Three 6 Mafia, featuring 8Ball & MJG, Young Buck

It's a Tennessee thing

We gotta stay

[Chorus: Juicy J]

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh (Yeah)

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie (Juicy)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

They call me the Juice, and 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 man

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 'fore 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 (Yeah)

In the V.I.P. part and be buying the bar (Yeah)

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]

DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust

You leave your green around me, nigga, yo' green gon' get lit up

You leave your drank around me, believe yo' 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

[Chorus: Juicy J]

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

[Verse 3: Young Buck]

Puff, puff, pass, nigga, roll that blunt

Let's get high, nigga, smoke us one (Yeah!)

Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggas can't stand it

But them hoes gon' come (Oh!)

I just really wanna smoke my weed

Fuck these hoes and stack my G's (Yes!)

Stop at the light and pause on Three

Hit the mall and it be all on me, but (Let's go!)

Gotta keep one eye up on the po-po

Close the window when I roll the indo (Get high!)

Know they mad 'cause I'm rolling Benzo

This that purple, not pretendo (Nah)

Three 6 Mafia, them my kinfolks

So when I'm in Memphis, Ten-a-key

I just might not bring my own

'Cause them niggas there let me smoke for free

[Verse 4: Crunchy Black]

What's up, Mary? How you doing?

Mary Jane stalking me

Since I have met you, girl, you're on my brain (On my brain)

You stole my heart (Stole my heart)

Right from the start (Right from the start)

So I broke you down

Look, momma, put you in the 'gar (Put you in the 'gar)

[Chorus: Juicy J]

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

'Til I die-ie-ie-ie, ie-ie, ie-ie, ie (Yeah)

[Verse 5: 8Ball]

Premro full of that dro

Leave the club, full of Rosé 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, it 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 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

[Verse 6: MJG]

MJ finna sprinkle in some of that

Super incredible, have a nigga runnin' back

Where the nigga with the good sticky number at?

Cut open a cigarillo like a lumberjack

In the morning, what I need is to

Breathe again, a whole lot of weed

But I'm needing somebody to give me what I need

When I want nothing less than the best of the trees

DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8Ball & MJG

And Young Buck, we don't give a fuck, we must represent this Tennessee

We drink a whole lot of Hennessy, you know a nigga got a lil' hair on his chest

Do me like Bill Clinton girl, take it out your mouth, we'll shoot it right there on your dress

[Outro: Juicy J]

I gotta stay high-igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh