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stikkplay - 800pts lyrics

[intro: 800pts]
yah

[chorus: 800pts]
(uh*uh*uh, uh*uh*uh, woah)
rick, not no j’s, f*ck them rick jordan 1’s (huh, huh, yeah)
backdoor the plug, twenty hours since i bought (yeah)
[?] whole backdoor and throw y’all off (off)
switch made ’em ran, i mean switch made ’em run (run)
dropped out of school ’cause this sh*t all i love (yeah, no cap)
b*tch for the game, but you think she in love (ah)
bl!ck in my hand, i think stick play is fun (woah)

[verse 1: 800pts]
yeah, i don’t wanna talk ‘less it’s ’bout breesh (breesh)
how you wife that b*tch up? that lil’ ho a treesha (treesh, woah)
that’s your ho for twelve months until you pay the lease off (yeah)
i was d*gg*n’ hoes, ’24, now i’m leashed up (slayed, woah)
pack too strong, you could smell it when i walk past (that california)
laugh ’cause all these boys could do is walk, can’t run laps (yeah)
f*ck everyone, stay by mysеlf, put that in all caps, huh (f*ck ’em)
boy, yo’ music don’t sound good, go sign some job apps, huh

[refrain: 800pts]
(job applications, yeah)
monеy counter on the table, that b*tch broke, threw too many hunnids through that b*tch (woah)
big g17, seventeen rounds up in that b*tch
i swear no one on this earth could hold me closer than these pills (woo)
(but i wish it wasn’t true)
money counter on the table, that b*tch broke, threw too many hunnids through that b*tch
big g17, seventeen rounds up in that b*tch
i swear no one on this earth could hold me closer than these pills (woo)
[chorus: 800pts]
(uh*uh*uh, uh*uh*uh, woah)
rick, not no j’s, f*ck them rick jordan 1’s (huh, huh, yeah)
backdoor the plug, twenty hours since i bought (yeah)
[?] whole backdoor and throw y’all off (off)
switch made ’em ran, i mean switch made ’em run (run)
dropped out of school ’cause this sh*t all i love (yeah, no cap)
b*tch for the game, but you think she in love (ah)
bl!ck in my hand, i think stick play is fun (woah)

[verse 2: xanman$hawty & 800pts]
big bag of green, i got a lot of dope to sell (skip)
count the blue and green, i got a lot of clientele, ho (yeah)
b*tch with some attitude, ain’t too much to tell (nah)
we used to success, deal them n*ggas some failures (fail)
my new b*tch make my old b*tch jealous (yeah)
you a hater n*gga, lame n*gga, i can feel it (skip)
poles in this b*tch and they hittin’ to the ceilings (grrt this sh*t)
ain’t no broke in my circle, all you see is rich n*ggas (yeah)
b*tch n*gga get too close, hurt that p*ssy n*gga feelings (skip)
i was scr*ppin’ ’bout some thousands, now i’m tryna touch a million (skip)
set up shop up on yo’ block, heads pull up like a clan, b*tch (yeah)
what these n*ggas braggin’ ’bout? we done already did it (did that, did that)

[outro: xanman$hawty]
yeah

- 800pts lyrics

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