Lyrics:
She ain't callin' him to greet her, don't need him, her bed's made
This is a stick-up, stick-up (I need them bags, all that money)
We're gonna stick-up, stick-up (You see them ask, "Where that money?")
Going home in this pickup
Not knowing this stickup
Was in progress
On the same side of town
By a man in a truck
The same kind he was driving
Bad karma was soon coming down
Before the store owner died
He had tried to describe
The man who had shot him that day
And he described to a letter
The innocent cowboy
So he tried him and sent him away
Another motherfucking heart rock
Slacking on your macking cause
Raw's what you lack
Don't wanna react, but just bring it on back
Big up, big up, it's a stickup, stickup
Big up, big up, it's a stickup, nigga
Big up, big up, it's a stickup, stickup
I get paid, you get slayed
Let me begin, the 357's to your abdomen
Shh, listen, Biggie's on a mission
I'm startin' to drool, give me the jewels
You know the rules, nigga
Throw ya face down in the river
Cement shoes, I do bruise
Gunshots to the back from the Big MAC attack
Two all-beef patties, special sauce
Who's the boss?
Yeah
Watch this, nigga
Oh
This is a motherfuckin' stick-up, niggas
Lay yo' ass on the motherfuckin' floor
All the bitches get on the left
All the niggas, on the motherfuckin' right
And the handicapped, get your ass in the motherfuckin' middle
And if you move I'll pump one in your motherfuckin' ass
And if your ass got heart trouble
Lean your motherfuckin' ass up against the motherfuckin' wall
You never told me of your other faces
You were the widow of a wild cat
And now I know about your special kisses
And I know you know where that's at
I guess I recognize your destination
I think I see beneath your makeup
What you want is so separation
This is no ordinary
This is no ordinary
(Oh, oh, oh)
What a criminal world
The boys are like baby-faced girls
What a criminal girl
She'll show you where to shoot your gun
What a typical mother's son
The only thing that she enjoys
Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys
You've got a very heavy reputation
But no-one knows about your low-life
I know a way to find a situation
And hold a candle to your high-life disguise
You caught me kneeling at your sister's door
That was no ordinary stick-up
I'm well aware just what you're looking for
I am no ordinary
I am no ordinary
(Oh, oh, oh)
What a criminal world
The boys are like baby-faced boys
What a criminal girl
She'll show you where to shoot your gun
What a typical mother's son
The only thing that she enjoys
Is a criminal world
Where the girls are like baby-faced boys
Baby-faced boys
Baby-face
What a criminal world
What a criminal
Criminal
What a criminal world
What a criminal
'Cause I'm heartless
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless
All this money and this pain got me heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
Said I'm heartless
Tryna be a better man, but I'm heartless
Never be a weddin' plan for the heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
She got me confused, I swear she got me mixed up (whoa)
I don't need you, girl, so I don't care if I slip up
Yes, I swear I'm heartless, more life hold my wrist up
She rob me for my love, I feel like this a stick-up (freeze)
Yeah, it's Lil Uzi from the 16-
Grade-A bank account, you know I'm with the A-Team
Went up in my level, don't know why they hate me
I knew I was gonna be this way since eighteen
I heard she got that water, I'm tryna be waist-deep
I make her beg for it, make that girl want say please
Yes, too heartless, I get chilly in this Chrome fleece
I put emeralds in my Rollie, they don't even make these (
Come on
[Chorus]
Get low get low, then pick up pick up
Get your hands in the air, it's a stick-up stick-up
Shake your...quicker, quicker
Shake it down in town, get the picture, picture?
... on the floor, gotta love that
Keep it going on you know you love that
Shake it shake it to the floor you gotta love that
Get ya a** on the dance floor
Dance it on the dance floor
Move em out the way
If they ain't doing it how you want y'all
You ain't gotta ask me
Come on, don't need my permission
Y'all heard, what you waiting for?
Kane]
In the world of change, here I am
Trying to have some things
So what you need is some game, to get your money man
Oh baby, in the world of paper, paper
[Snoop Dogg]
Thinking of a master plan
Cause ain't nothing but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still coming up with lint
So I, start my mission, leave my residence
Thinking how can I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nothing funny
Stop smiling, cause still don't nothing move but the money
Cause now I've learned to earn cause I'm righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search fo' a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistling this
Feeling out of place cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, cause that's my favorite thing
But without no money man that shit's a dream
Cause I don't like to dream about getting paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I've made
Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull
I hit the DoggHouse, cause I'm paid in full [echoes]
[Chorus]
Money, money, money, money!
I've been robbed!!
Stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me--it's a case of grand larceny
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony--heartbreak in the first degree
(repeat to fade)
I've been robbed!!
Stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me--it's a case of grand larceny
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony--heartbreak in the first degree
(repeat to fade)
Help, I've been robbed
Ohh, ohh
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Ohh, oh
He walked into my life, hungry for love
So sweet and cautiously, he cased my love
A devil in disguise, he fooled my heart
Tricked me into the dark (hold up), I was shocked
Pulled his charm, took me in his arms
Stole my love and now he's gone
Stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me, it's a case of grand larceny
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Ooh
A thief in the night, he stole my mind
Breaking lover's hearts should be a crime
But he'll return to the scene of the crime
I'll set a tender trap, he'll be unaware
I'll wear a smile down the aisle
'Cause he's the father of my child
Stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me, it's a case of grand larceny
Ooh, stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Ohh
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
Help ,I've been robbed
Ohh, ohh, ow
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Oh, stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me, it's a case of grand larceny
Oh, stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Oh, stick-up
Help, I've been robbed
Ohh, ohh
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Ohh, oh
He walked into my life, hungry for love
So sweet and cautiously, he cased my love
A devil in disguise, he fooled my heart
Tricked me into the dark (hold up), I was shocked
Pulled his charm, took me in his arms
Stole my love and now he's gone
Stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me, it's a case of grand larceny
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Ooh
A thief in the night, he stole my mind
Breaking lover's hearts should be a crime
But he'll return to the scene of the crime
I'll set a tender trap, he'll be unaware
I'll wear a smile down the aisle
'Cause he's the father of my child
Stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me, it's a case of grand larceny
Ooh, stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Ohh
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
(Boom-boom, shakalaka, boom-boom-boom-boom)
Help ,I've been robbed
Ohh, ohh, ow
Stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Oh, stick-up, highway robbery
Stole my love from me, it's a case of grand larceny
Oh, stick-up, highway robbery
It's a felony, heartbreak in the first degree
Oh, stick-up
This is a stick-up! This is a stick-up!
Smash the windows! Smash the windows!
The people are wrong!
The leader is strong!
He's a sweet, soul, brother
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
You make me feel so good
Money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money
In the world of change, here I am
Tryin' to have some thangs
So what you need is some game to get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper
Thinkin' of a master plan
'Cause ain't nuttin' but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pockets, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still comin' up with lint
So I start my mission, leave my residence
Thinkin' how can I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to see a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuttin' funny
Stop smilin', 'cause still don't nuttin' move but the money
'Cause now I've learned to earn 'cause I'm righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search for a 9 to 5, and if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistlin' this
Feelin' out of place 'cause man, do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Warren G, and a big fat plate of
Chicken wings, 'cause that's my favorite thang
But without no money man that shit's a dream
'Cause I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I've made
Soon as I bust 'em see if I got pull
I hit the dogghouse, 'cause I'm paid in full
In the world of change, here I am
Tryin' to have some thangs
So what you need is some game to get your money man
Ohh baby, in the world of paper, paper
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby, oh baby
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby
W-w-well, w-w-well, oh baby, oh baby
Frighten dem, eh!
Give us the teachings of his majesty with a stick-up!
We no want no devil philosophy, can you hear?
Give us the teachings of his majesty
For we no want no devil philosophy
We feel it in the one drop you're lucky!
'cause I'm heartless
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless
All this money and this pain got me heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
Said I'm heartless
Tryna be a better man, but I'm heartless
Never be a weddin' plan for the heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
She got me confused, I swear she got me mixed up (whoa)
I don't need you, girl, so I don't care if I slip up
Yes, I swear I'm heartless, more life hold my wrist up
She rob me for my love, I feel like this a stick-up (freeze)
Yeah, it's Lil Uzi from the sixteen
Grade-A bank account, you know I'm with the a-team
Went up in my level, don't know why they hate me
I knew I was gonna be this way since eighteen
I heard she got that water, I'm tryna be waist-deep
I make her beg for it, make that girl want say please
Yes, too heartless, I get chilly in this chrome fleece
I put emeralds in my Rollie, they don't even make these (whoa)
'Cause I'm heartless
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless
All this money and this pain got me heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
Said I'm heartless
Tryna be a better man, but I'm heartless
Never be a weddin' plan for the heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
I lost my heart and my mind
I try to always do right
I thought I lost it this time
You just came back in my life
You never gave up on me (why don't you?)
(Dumb shit)
"Don't give a fuck" shit ("Don't give a fuck" shit)
Eatin' lamb chops on the block when we was broke (we was broke)
Even when I was poor, I was out here eatin' goats (eatin' goats)
Mary had a lil' lamb, but my mama need a coat
Yeah, I had a Shirlan and a Gucci link at four years old (ah, yeah)
(A stick-up, stick-up kid, ah)
I'm too swift, don't tell Taylor 'bout this shit (yeah, a stick-up kid)
I'm too swift (yeah, yeah), now don't tell Taylor 'bout this shit (yeah, wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor, got me dripped like (yeah, wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor (wetty, wetty), got me dripped up then a bitch (yeah, wetty, wetty)
(A stick-up, stick-up kid)
I'm too swift, don't tell Taylor 'bout this shit (yeah, a stick-up kid, yeah, wetty, wetty)
I'm too swift, don't tell Taylor 'bout that- (yeah, wetty, wetty)
Go to my tailor (wetty, wetty), got me dripped up then a bitch (yeah, wetty, wetty)
I'm too swift, don't tell Taylor 'bout this sh- (yeah, wetty, we-)
Was a stick-up kid, imagine all the shit I did (yeah)
Violent, I was just a kid, I just fucked this feminist (yeah)
Shawty, I ain't feminine, won't you give my dick a kiss?
Frighten dem, eh!
Give us the teachings of his majesty with a stick-up!
We no want no devil philosophy, can you hear?
Give us the teachings of his majesty
For we no want no devil philosophy
We feel it in the one drop you're lucky!
'cause I'm heartless
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless
All this money and this pain got me heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
Said I'm heartless
Tryna be a better man, but I'm heartless
Never be a weddin' plan for the heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
She got me confused, I swear she got me mixed up (whoa)
I don't need you, girl, so I don't care if I slip up
Yes, I swear I'm heartless, more life hold my wrist up
She rob me for my love, I feel like this a stick-up (freeze)
Yeah, it's Lil Uzi from the sixteen
Grade-A bank account, you know I'm with the a-team
Went up in my level, don't know why they hate me
I knew I was gonna be this way since eighteen
I heard she got that water, I'm tryna be waist-deep
I make her beg for it, make that girl want say please
Yes, too heartless, I get chilly in this chrome fleece
I put emeralds in my Rollie, they don't even make these (whoa)
'Cause I'm heartless
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless
All this money and this pain got me heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
Said I'm heartless
Tryna be a better man, but I'm heartless
Never be a weddin' plan for the heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
I lost my heart and my mind
I try to always do right
I thought I lost it this time
You just came back in my life
You never gave up on me (why don't you?)
Frighten dem, eh!
Give us the teachings of his majesty with a stick-up!
We no want no devil philosophy, can you hear?
Give us the teachings of his majesty
For we no want no devil philosophy
We feel it in the one drop you're lucky!
Microphone murderer, mass mayhem maker
BIG's on the mic, call the undertaker
Make an appointment, schedule a interview
Because you know what Big Man's about to do
50 Gran' on the Technic at the right peak
Brothers wanna hear the words Big Man speak
The microphone - I'm rippin'
The burner got the clip in
Slammin MC's like Scottie Pippen
Flippin on Old Gold
Cold as the rhymes you stole
Puffin on dime bags and I been told
My words are harder than a brick
Chinese arithmetic a thick stick and my dick
Makes me sick when you pick
The whick-whack rhyme G
You get what you pumpin is Tic Tac time Z
BIG moves swifter than a ninja
Even on stickups I'm the masked avenger
Keep my eyes open and the case closed
No eyewitnesses, no names are exposed
Just the heavyset one with the big gun
And a sweet tongue shakin down everyone
Loot like Michael Jackson kicks
Like Bo Jackson benz like Freddie Jackson
No need to ask in the crew
Oooh!
Tell that boy come get his shit back
If they act up, we gon' fix that
My new nigga ain't with that chit-chat
You know you ain't gettin' your bitch back
Yeah, I do it, bitch, I did that
Wish a bitch would, I ain't takin' my wish back (woo)
This cost half a ticket, plus tax
Big ol' Draco for a mishap
It say, "Barbie" on my wrist tat'
I ain't at the bus stop, but my niggas bust back (bust back)
VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin' (Queen)
We run shit, no question
Bad lil' bitch get wet, I'm bussin'
Don't like good boys, I like hustlers
I don't talk a lot, I got a few questions
I'm that guy, don't miss your blessings
Life's too short to be around here stressin'
Ass so fat, when she walk dress lift up
Nobody move but us, it's a stickup (brrr-brrt)
SF90 sound like it got hiccups
No matter what, when I call, I'll pick up
Tell me all the business, I ain't spillin' my teacup
Go to sleep in Paris, wakin' up in Mykonos
I'ma lil' busy, go shoppin' 'til I finish
Send-send me with an AMEX, I don't need a limit
Every-every bit of seven hundred, this is not a rental
Yellow-yellow Lamborghini coupe, this is not a lemon
VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin' (Queen)
I'm tryna ball, I just copped me some hoops
Blonde on my inches, brown on the roots
Ca-candy apple sticky, red Bach, not the fruit
Co-copped me them cute double C's on my boot
I'ma lil' busy, go shopppin' 'til I finish
Send-send me with an AMEX, I don't need a limit
Every-every bit of seven hundred, this is not a rental
Yellow-yellow Lamborghini coupe, this is not a lemon
I fuck him like a boss, Dolce Gabbana scarf
Burberry, ask Siri, I don't ever take a loss
Big whips, I like his drip
Big stick, a hunnid clips
If it's givin' what it's 'posed to, I might put it on the lip (woo)
VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin'
VVS's bu-bu-bussin'
Ass so fat, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Bag so full, it's bu-bu-bussin'
Drivin' foreigns, bitches bussin' (Queen)
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops and crack rocks
And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin' sess drinkin' beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin' in his ear
Neglected, for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what?
Oh, I'm taking it all for us
I'm taking it all
Taking it all for us
Oh, I'm doing it all for love
I'm doing it all
Doing it all for love
Taking it all for us, all
Doing it all for love
Yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Too much in my system (famine, famine)
Money MIA (pockets hella empty)
Mama making ends meet (making ends meet)
Working like a slave (Mississippi, ay, ay)
Daddy ain't at home, no (father, father)
Gotta be a man (Michael Corleone)
Do it for my homegrowns (sisters, brothers)
Do it for the fam (yeah, so tell 'em, Labby)
Ay (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just for your love, yeah, I'll (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Give you the world (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Mona Lisa's smile (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hey (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hell, I'll do twenty-five to life (oh, oh, oh, oh)
If it makes me a king (oh, oh, oh, oh)
A star in your eyes (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Guilty or innocent
My love is infinite, I'm giving it
No need for prisoners
Bitch, please, hands up
This is a stickup, 'cause I'm
Hey, yeah
I'm taking it
Yeah-eah
I'm taking it all for us, all
Doing it all for love
Yeah-eah, yeah-eah
Guess you figured my two times two
Always equates to one
Dreamers are selfish
When it all comes down to it
I hope one of you come back
To remind me of who I was
When I go disappear
Into that good night
(Good night, good night, good night, good night)
I'm taking it all for us, all
Doing it all for love
Yeah-eah, yeah-eah
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