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letra de stick - rockstar jt

[intro: scootie wop]
kid classic
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: scootie wop & rockstar jt]
ridin’ ’round the city in a brand new whip (skrt)
holy ghost filled, got the brand new drip (let’s go)
sack on the play, ray lewis with the hit
covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (what)
stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick
turn me up, get me lit (brrt), young boy looking fresh like a l!ck
whole team run it up with the clique (yeah)
last leg better pass me the stick
stick (woo, woo), stick (yeah), stick (brrt), stick, stick (yeah), stick, stick (woo), stick

[verse 1: rockstar jt]
i’ma walk around town with the stick (yeah)
real fresh like i just spit a mint (brrt)
on the block, told ’em put down the brick (yeah)
they don’t know nothing else he [?]
they said trappin’ ain’t dead (yeah), gotta get they family fed (yeah)
uncle used to move weight, weigh it, now he dead (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i call you professional capper (woo)
need a grammy for best internet rapper (brrt)
turn the beat up you might dance this a slapper (yeah)
really i signed up some boys that’ll clap ya
let it bang, it come back like boomerang (yeah)
you were k!lling on your route ’cause in your courtroom, you gon’ sing, ah
[chorus: scootie wop]
ridin’ ’round the city with a brand new whip (skrt)
holy ghost filled, got the brand new drip (let’s go)
sack on the play, ray lewis with the hit
covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (what)
stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick

[verse 2: duke deuce]
ayy-ayy, ayy, stick, yeah, stick, yeah, we lit (ayy-ayy)
ridin’ through the city looking like rafiki
crew walkin’ ’round with the stick (do-do-do)
money gettin’ low lookin’ like a dashiki
down wit’ my dawgs like pets (do-do-do)
50 round, 100 round, yeah, you better run around
dogs gon’ sit like [?]
yeah, i’m busy kid
no hitter, you miss (no hitter, you miss)
ain’t no barging in (barging in)
you can’t come as hard as this (can’t come as hard as this)
on god you state my dawgs been eatin’
can’t touch this plate, you partic-p-te
until you fate, we see you slate
we play, we memphis, no complaints

[chorus: scootie wop & rockstar jt]
ridin’ ’round the city in a brand new whip (skrt)
holy ghost filled, got the brand new drip (let’s go, ayy)
sack on the play, ray lewis with the hit
covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (what)
stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick (woah), stick (woo), stick
turn me up, get me lit (brrt), young boy looking fresh like a l!ck
whole team run it up with the clique (yeah)
last leg better pass me the stick
stick (woo, woo), stick (yeah), stick (brrt), stick, stick (yeah), stick, stick (woo), stick
[verse 3: mainmain]
mainmain, on my black there’s a place you don’t wanna go
man my dad sold more gas than the corner store
mainmain preached in the streets, yeah i give ’em hope (i give ’em hope)
you can’t sell ’em no dreams ’cause they sellin’ dope (no)
i go dumb, i go foolish like shawty lo (shawty lo)
jesus turned two fish to pappadeaux
watch me shine in the field like i’m julio
got the stick it ain’t tucked for who want it though, yeah
yeah

- rockstar jt

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