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stick 2! - lawsy lyrics

[intro]
hiheartz
lawsy, pick up!

[hook]
b*b*b*b*tch, i walked in with a stick, aye
and these is not converse, baby, these is ricks
yo b*tch wanna f*ck, i just made a hit
yo b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want my d*ck, aye
go up to yo b*tch and ask her, how my d*ck taste?
i give a f*ck boutta b*tch, aye
[?] with the big drac’s
too many racks, i got what i wished, aye
walked in and i’m dripped with the sauce
i’m makin’ these racks, like “b*tch, i’m the boss”
i buy out the store, give a f*ck bout the cost
i’m shinin’ in diamonds, this b*tch like to frost
b*tch, i’m in yo house and yo hoe give me top
he talk on the net, we pop out, he got shot
b*tch, i’m in the trap and i’m cookin’ up rock
if she wanna f*ck, we gon’ f*ck to this song

[verse]
if she wanna f*ck, lil’ baby we gon’ do it
he want the smoke, p*ssy boy, is you stupid?
i call up my shoota, we finna go stupid
i pop me a xan, then i get straight to shootin’
i’m throwin’ the hunnids, that b*tch get to movin’
she wanted to f*ck, but you f*ckin’ with [?]
why you got sticks if you ain’t finna use it?
if i pop out, is you really gon’ shoot it?
pop out, and his ass get to runnin’
b*tch, i got the pack and my ass got to runnin’
glock on my hip, b*tch i’m ready for somethin’
b*tch, i’m off a perc, b*tch i’m off of somethin’
“stick 2” finna f*ck up the function
i got them racks in my pocket, them b*tches is [?]
ran up on him and he ain’t doin nothin’
and we finna shoot while his ass skip the function (lawsy, pick up!)
[hook]
b*b*b*b*tch, i walked in with a stick, aye
and these is not converse, baby, these is ricks
yo b*tch wanna f*ck, i just made a hit
yo b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want my d*ck, aye
go up to yo b*tch and ask her, how my d*ck taste?
i give a f*ck boutta b*tch, aye
[?] with the big drac’s
too many racks, i got what i wished, aye
walked in and i’m dripped with the sauce
i’m makin’ these racks, like “b*tch, i’m the boss”
i buy out the store, give a f*ck bout the cost
i’m shinin’ in diamonds, this b*tch like to frost
b*tch, i’m in yo house and yo hoe give me top
he talk on the net, we pop out, he got shot
b*tch, i’m in the trap and i’m cookin’ up rock
if she wanna f*ck, we gon’ f*ck to this song

[outro]
b*b*b*b*tch, i walked in with a stick, aye
and these is not converse, baby, these is ricks
yo b*tch wanna f*ck, i just made a hit
yo b*tch wanna f*ck, yeah, she want my d*ck, aye
go up to yo b*tch and ask her, how my d*ck taste?
i give a f*ck boutta b*tch, aye
[?] with the big drac’s
too many racks, i got what i wished, aye

- lawsy lyrics

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