Shuffle Song Of The Day (9/10/18): “Still Fly” By Big Tymers

“Still Fly” is a song by the hip hop duo Big Tymers from their 2002 album Hood Rich. Big Tymers members Birdman and Mannie Fresh both went on to have solo careers of their own, as well as the formation of Cash Money Records which has brought us artists such as Lil Wayne, Drake, and Nicki Minaj. This song is pretty funny to me because it’s a testament to how financial responsibility isn’t exactly a must to some people. The song talks about blowing money on cars, clothes and jewelry despite not having a job, as well as saying he puts everything in his mom’s name which suggests they’re getting all of their cash illegally. As somebody who also spends a lot of money on stupid shit this song speaks to me. Would I rather start a 401k or buy a massage chair? I’m leaning towards the chair because I’d rather be comfortable now than later. My philosophy is that there’s no point of having money if you can’t spend it, and call that type of thinking stupid if you want (it is), atleast I’ll enjoy myself while I’m doing it, right up until I end up living in a cardboard box with a cup of change.


LYRICS

Whassup Fresh? It’s our turn, baby

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits (with the Gucci suits)

Ain’t got no job, but I stay suave (I stay suave)

Can’t pay my rent, ’cause all my money’s spent (I can’t pay my rent)

But that’s okay, ’cause I’m Still Fly (Damn! ‘Cause I’m so fly)

Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class (in my E-Class Benz)

But that’s alright, cause I’m gon’ ride

Got everything in my momma name (We got everything, in my momma name)

But I’m Hood Rich (uh huh!)

Get your k-uh, k-uh-car, play gems gone shine

And tell momma get a mink – baby girl let’s ride (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 Coogi sweater (sweater)

Twenty-inches pop my feather

The Birdman daddy I fly in any weather

Alligator seats with the head in the inside

Swine on the dash, G-wagon is So Fly

Number one don’t tangle and twist it

When it come to these cars I am that nigga

The k-uh, k-uh-Coogi with the matchin’ interior

Three wheel ride with the tire in the middle

It’s Fresh and Stunna, and we like brothers

We shine like paint daddy, it’s our summer

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits

Ain’t got no job, but I stay sharp

Can’t pay my rent, ’cause all my money’s spent

But that’s okay, ’cause I’m Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class

But that’s alright, ’cause I’m gon’ ride

Got everything in my momma name

But I’m Hood Rich

Have you ever seen a crocodile seats in the truck?

Turn around sit it down and let ’em bite your butt

See the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani

With your baby momma player, is where you can find me?

Cruisin’ through the parking lot on twenty fours

(Coming Through The Hood On ‘Em Twenty Fo’s)

Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose

With an navigation arrow headed straight to your spot

Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot

Put the Caddy up, start the three wheel Benz (skirt!)

Hyper white lights, ultra-violet lens

Suma-tuma tires and they gotta be run flat

TV where the horn go, “Boy can you top that?”

I’ma show you some shit rookie press that button

The trunk went and all of a sudden

Four fifteen’s didn’t see no wires

And then I heard (boom!) from the amplifiers

Gator boots with the pimped out Gucci suits

Ain’t got no job, but I stay sharp

Can’t pay my rent, ’cause all my money’s spent

But that’s okay, ’cause I’m Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class

But that’s alright, ’cause I’m gon’ ride

Got everything in my momma name

But I’m Hood Rich

Lemme slide in the Benz (shit!) with the fished out fins

Impala loud pipes, drinkin’ the Henn’

It’s the Birdie-Birdie Man I’ll do it again

In a Cadillac truck twenty-fours with tens

Looking at my Gucci it’s about that time

Six bad broads flying in at nine

New Suburban Truck with the porno showing

Up and down and up they go and

Bodies on the Roadster Lexus you know what?

That hard-top beamer (ay, ay) yo Ma’, that’s your truck

I’m comin’ up, the hood been lovely

New shoes on the whip and I wake up to bubbly (bubbly)

Four-thirty Lex with the convertible top

And the rims keeps spinning 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 suits

Ain’t got no job, but I stay sharp

Can’t pay my rent, ’cause all my money’s spent

But that’s okay, ’cause I’m Still Fly

Got a quarter tank of gas in my new E class

But that’s alright, ’cause I’m gon’ ride

Got everything in my momma name

But I’m Hood Rich

The Number One Stunna Pimp

Mannie Fresh


Shuffle Songs Of The Day Spotify Playlisthttps://open.spotify.com/user/uktsrm7377738r178iaacxnjz/playlist/5zEvXmKpS7QJmK1jDsf45c?si=llx7B9B4QNmHbPHg2Sar3A

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