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letra de stick 2 (remix) - lawsy

[intro]
producer tag: hiheartzzz
uh lawsy, pick up

[hook]
b-b-b-tch, i walked in with a stick, aye (stick!)
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?
like i give a f-ck boutta b-tch, aye
b-tch we the taliban 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 im wit yo hoe 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’ a 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 cupid
why, 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’ (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 scuffin
ran up on him and he ain’t doin nothin’
and we finna shoot while his ass skip the function (uh lawsy, pick up!)
[hook]
b-b-b-tch, i walked in with a stick, aye (stick!)
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?
like i give a f-ck boutta b-tch, aye
b-tch we the taliban 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 im wit yo hoe 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’ a rock
if she wanna f-ck, we gon’ f-ck to this song

- lawsy

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