Lyrics:
Stick stick… stick stick it to the sick
Stick stick… stick stick it to the sick
Come on now, don't join that clique
Stick stick… stick stick it
the fuck outta here I don't want to see you guys around here again alright
Look take it from Larry lock the rapper, get the fuck outta here
I don't want
to a broke nigga, nigga? (Yo, that's crazy)
Pyrex pot water, nothin' but fish scale (skrrt)
Flip phone still beam, but it got that clientele
Buddy just
"I wanna score goals"
The coach said, "Buddy, remember your role
The fast guys get paid, they shoot, they score
Protect them, Buddy, that's what
a couple days
Buddy said fuck it make this jimmy problem go away
Give his ass a call and make sure all the guys got throw aways
Time fly buddy hit up jimmy
I'm the bad guy
And I'm gonna be the best damn bad guy that I can be
Look around and you'll notice that
I'm surrounded by soldiers
Them other
As they danced sexily on the soft grass.
One of them even petted my fur.
Fuck me in the goat ass!
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
petted my fur
Fuck me in the goat-ass!
Then some long-haired guys grabbed me by the horns
And threw me in the mosh pit
They passed me around
women, he's ready to stick
His big nose in their business
His big nose in their business
That's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know
He ain't good
chick can buy my wedding ring
Suit and tie, i'm super size
No puppy eyes, no pity please
On my guys, make water wine
That shit divine, they envy me
Look
Green light, Bad Guy
Stay hoodied up, don't ask why
Keep me a stick with the flash drive
You can get ate like the last guy
Red light, you're a good
Growing up, I was a youngin' Tryna get paid Sticks by my side, But I ain't scared to throw
Fades A nigga started from the Bottom, now he all
Made He
On my life, y'all not fuckin' with Tyon and Tydie
I'm slidin' and buzzin', fuck around, catch a homie
It ain't nothin' to get you lined up by a thotty
Go, sippin' on juice, already sippin' by the 2x2
Come off the bench, bitch, shoot like Lou
Throw it inside, let the cutter let loose
Go, sippin'
around in his ju'causezi"
[all agree]
M3: "it also reminds me of the time I saw a 60 year old guy slide down one of those things and he was going so fast
the money
And if you get lucky my buddy'll cut you loose
As that freak slap with the D-cups so she's hiding up under her titties
It looks like a key
This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back
He's an animal
He's hungry
John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit
to walk around
I got dead guys in my pocket
I got dead guys in my pocket
I got dead guys in my pocket
I got dead guys in my pocket
Bitch I got dead guys in
tell by looking at them though
My glass is one-fourth full
It only feels dark, but I can see fine
Light is the darkness at the end of my tunnel
I was
around full speed, sports back
Buddy too soft, he only cap
Buddy gon' what, that's cap
Buddy gon' sleep, and that's that
Pull up, scorin', just like
It get lonely where I'm at, lo
Lonely where I'm at, lo
It get lonely where I'm at so stick around for me
It get lonely where I'm at so bae just stick
he's ready to stick
His big nose in their business
His big nose in their business
Oh, that's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know
He ain't good lookin'
Buddy can't dress like me
Buddy can't finesse
Buddy ain't blessed like me
Nigga I'll pull up in plain black tee
And will fuck around still take yo
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