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Still Fly Karaoke - Big Tymers

This title is a cover version of Still Fly as made famous by Big Tymers

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: 88.98 BPM

In the same key as the original: E♭m

Duration: 05:38 - Sample at: 02:54

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Release date: 2002
Genres: Rap & Hip Hop, In English
Original songwriter: Mannie Fresh, Birdman

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Still Fly

it's our turn baby
What's up Fresh
Gator noots
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suit with them Gucci suits
Ain't got no job but I stay sharp
I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent
I can't pay my rent 'cos all my money's spent
But that's OK
Uh, uh, uh, daddy 'cos I'm still fly 'cos I'm so fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-Class
In my E-Class Benz
But that's alright 'cos I'm gon' ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got everything got everything in my moma's name
In my mama name
But I'm hood rich uh, hey, hey, hey dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
Get your ca ha ha ha car cleaned gems gone shine
Instead mama get a bling baby girl let's ride
You a number one stunna and we gon' glide
And go straight to the mall and tear down the inside
Do that Prada Gucci full length leather
Bourbon's cool or Cool G sweater
Twenty inches pop my feather
The Birdman daddy
I fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head on the inside
Swine on the dash
G wagon is so fly
Number one don't tangle and twist it
When it comes to these cars I am that nigga
The gu gu gu gu
Gucci with a matchin' interior
Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and Stunner and we like brothers
We shine like paint daddy it's our summer
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I stay sharp
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can't pay my rent 'cos all my money's spent
But that's OK 'cos I'm still fly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-Class
But that's alright 'cos I'm gon' ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got everything in my moma's name
But I'm hood rich dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck
Turn around sit it down and let 'em bite your butt
See the steeling is Fendi dashboard Armani
With your baby mama player is where you can find me
Pushin' through the parking lot on twenty fours
Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose
With a navigation arrow headed straight to your spot
Well your wife really lonely 'cos sex is so hot
Put the Caddy up start the three wheel Benz
Hyper white lights ultraviolet lens
Sumatuma tires and they gotta be run flat
TV where the horn go boy can you count that
I'ma show you some shit rookie press that button
The trunk went uh uh and all of a sudden
Four fifteens didn't see no wires
And then I heard boom from the amplifiers
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent 'cos all my money's spent
But that's OK 'cos I'm still fly
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-Class
But that's alright 'cos I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's name
But I'm hood rich dah dah dah dah
Hey, hey, hey
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah let me slide in the Benz
With the fished out fins
And Prowler loud pipes drinkin' the Henn'
It's the Birdie Birdie Man
I'll do it again
In a Cadillac truck twenty fours with tens
Lookin' at my Gucci it's about that time
Six bad broads flyin' in that nine
New Suburban truck with the porno showin'
Up and down and up they go and
Bodies on a Roadster
Lexus you know what
That hardtop beamer mama that's your truck
I'm comin' up the hood been lovely
New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly
Four thirty Lex with convertible top
And the rims keeps spinnin' every time I stop
Got a superman Benz that I scored from Shaq
With a ol' school Caddy with a diamond in the back
Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suit
And I'm pushin' through the parking lot
With the twenty fours
Ain't got no job but I stay sharp
Pushing Gucci with the matching interior
Can't pay my rent 'cos all my money's spent
Alligator with the head on the inside
But that's OK
Sumatuma tires and they gotta be run flat 'cos I'm still fly
Number one stunner
I don't care I be fresh
Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-Class
But that's alright 'cos I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's name
But I'm hood rich dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah

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