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I got voices in my head (I got voices in my head)
I'm pull up wit the stick (pull up pull up wit the stick)
Cinnamon wit

imma boss I'm the 1 that say send em in
Keep a stick cinnamon
I know its snack time
Been eating gon eat again
Hate when I'm speaking sense
But they love

getting in
Came a long way from it but I know imma sin again
Yeah thats why I stay with a stick cinnamon
Like 50 cent many men
Many men wishing death I

a change

Grandma use to cook
Cornmeal in the pot
And that'll never be forgot
Vanilla extract, sweet milk
With the cinnamon sticks
Always stir consistent

sizzlingly
Ride with a stick like its cinnamon
Niggas flip packs for minimum
I had to teach myself discipline
Once you die you can’t live again
I feel like 50

The joy of Christmas makes me smile

Cinnamon sticks
And a peppermint kiss
I think it's gonna be
Yeah I think it's gonna be

A Gingerbread Christmas
Do do

my roots
Im up top like heads up we clap up top like jumping jacks
This 30 clip like a cinnamon stick like the cinnamon man off apple jacks
Nigga

Smoking some exotic oowey
Got me floating like a buoy
I ain't got no fuck to give
Cause ain't nobody lend me none
I keep a stick of Cinnamon
I'm dripping

But then again beggars can't be choosers
Yes I tote them sticks like cinnamon
I don't need a shooter
If you plotting on me send a man
I'm sending

thought was bridal

Held onto my brain
It drove me insane
Till I learned to love you
Forgot what I knew

Cause your wonderful smell
Of cinnamon smoke

That's my ghetto simone
I'm loving her color
I mean cinnamon slick
I taste the milkshake
If she eat the cinnamon stick
Jay he wanna get you in
The back

on camera
Had my flash on bright cinnamon shit
Nigga ate pussy like he
Eatin' cinnamon sticks grinin' and shit
Think he winnin' and shit
Just cuz he lickin'

been with the grips
My bitch, she
lookin thicker than thick
and urs walkin round
like a cinnamon stick
Im the wave bitch
Im lit as it get
Im walkin with

runner he don't give his piece up

That sxxt is slow dead

Dead

She come thru

Eat up this dxxk up like pizza

Cinnamon sticks

I'm just rolling my weed

with a cinnamon stick
Change my aura to match the lights
And call on Christmas spirit guides
I'll keep my crystals in my pocket
Cleanse my chakras with

exhaust

Constellate our fears with cinnamon sticks
Let's connect the stars
Help me hold the heavy parts of a heart
Feel me from afar

Many moons of waiting

was so benign
Where do i begin
Got bars law and order
Little criminal intent
Blunt in my fingertips
Like a cinnamon stick
You know i gotta stunt
Bars

an honest living of this
I bring the flavor like a cinnamon stick
Though I'm vanilla as shit
They hear me killing this shit
I get bare respect
Could you spare

think he the cinnamon stick man 
Yeah This kid is so awkward 
He's the Dominican lord fawkward 
How about you kill me yourself
Instead of someone else

Grandmas baking, what's she making, ginger bread and chocolate squares
Cinnamon sticks and candle wicks, the smell of Christmas in the air

Pre Chorus 2
It's

the cotton cuts
Like mice eat all day long
Cinnamon sticks, fresh air, dog bones, a skunk
Ice pick, pickaxe, train tracks
Gently remove the dead cat's eyes

I call just to say "thanks for picking up"
and you say "it's just my luck"
But it's just my luck
You watched me chew
On a cinnamon stick
You said "I

ほろほろ ひかる
君と illumination
甘い香りに包まれて
頬張る cinnamon stick
昔の僕から 想像つかないくらい 
You make me so smile

君がいないとね 
冬も始まらない 
君がいないと 僕じゃないみたい 
守り抜きたいから 
真っ白な

outta luck
You’ve got a cinnamon stick
And some butterscotch balls
But my taffy pullin’s gonna get ya
Climbing the walls

Rock, Rock, rockin’ Rocky Road