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sticky by tyler, the creator but the features become more absurd - arvinv lyrics

[intro: tyler, the creator]
mm
poppin’ that sh*t get you hit quick fast (mink, mink, mink)
n*ggas poppin’ off and n*ggas steppin’ on the gas
pop that sh*t like i’m poppin’ some gum
who the f*ck you talkin’ to, ho? i ain’t the one

[chorus: tyler, the creator]
it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky (ooh)
b*tch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
bro, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
b*tch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky

[verse 1: tyler, the creator]
see, i’m a westside n*gga from the zone (what’s goin’ on, n*gga?)
knock, knock, knock, knock, knockin’ at the door (i’m knockin’ at the door)
i keep them mink*minks on hip ’cause i keloid my fists (mm)
n*gga, give a f*ck ’bout pr*nouns, i’m that n*gga and that b*tch

[chorus: tyler, the creator]
it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
b*tch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
bro, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
it’s gettin’, sing that sh*t, sticky, sticky, sticky, b*tch

[verse 2: glorilla]
uh, lit*ass b*tch, steppin’, i be poppin’ sh*t
fly as f*ck, n*ggas want that motion, i be in the cut
sneaky link, she say that’s her n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
these b*tches tryna scr*p, but i’m knuckin’ if you buckin’, ho
[chorus: tyler, the creator & glorilla]
it’s gettin’ sticky (yup, yeah)
it’s gettin’ sticky (b*tch, where thеy at?)
it’s gettin’ sticky (b*tch)
it’s gettin’ sticky (yeah)

[verse 3: tyler, the creator]
b*tch, lеt it be
n*ggas say i ain’t that guy, they must be smoking ketamine
always talkin’ ’bout potential, b*tch, i am the better me
jack of all trades, name a n*gga who ahead of me
must be god instead of me

[chorus: tyler, the creator & s*xyy red]
b*tch, it’s gettin’ sticky
yeah, it’s gettin’ sticky (yo, where they at?)
it’s gettin’ sticky (weird*ass n*gga)
b*tch, it’s gettin’ sticky (it’s s*xyy, yeah)

[verse 4: s*xyy red]
s*xyy in this b*tch, tyler in this b*tch, we turnt as f*ck (northside)
b*tches mad, but can’t beat my ass, ho, line it up (yeah)
i don’t fight for my respect, b*tch, i fight for d*ck (keep your f*ckin’ kids off the street)
fah*fah*fah*fah, baby girl, i’m finna rock your sh*t

[chorus: tyler, the creator]
it’s gettin’ sticky (f*ck that b*tch, i’ll clap your ho)
it’s gettin’ sticky (n*gga, f*ck that b*tch, i’ll clap your ho)
it’s gettin’ sticky (n*gga, f*ck that b*tch, i’ll clap your ho)
it’s gettin’ sticky (f*ck that trick, i’ma—)
it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch
[verse 5: lil wayne]
sticky situation (rock ’em), discombobulation
caught me red*handed, palms itchin’ like rosacea
standin’ like ovation on business occupation
drippin’ condensation, gotta whisper conversations

[chorus: lil wayne]
it’s gettin’ sticky (tunechi)
it’s gettin’ sticky (it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch)
it’s gettin’ sticky (chromakopia, chromakopia)
it’s gettin’ sticky (chroma—)
grab that mop, grab that mop, i got something, b*tch (mm, grab that—)

[refrain: tyler, the creator]
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (mm)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (roof*roof*roof)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (yeah, that dog tooth)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch

[verse 6: tyler, the creator]
yeah, b*tch, i’m outside with it (mm, uh), tell them n*ggas i did it
allergies to bum n*ggas, i see you, my eyes itchin’
this sh*t regular, regular, all that sh*t be regular
ahead of ya, i’m better, baby, check the vehicle
laferrari (mhm), n*ggas sour (mhm)
i can fit ten*hundred thousand in these trousers (mhm)
buddy pillow talkin’, “stay away from ‘konma” (mhm)
a homewrecker, i be f*ckin’ who i wanna (mhm)
okay, big*d*ck n*gga big stompin’ through your town
all the bi b*tches know the f*ck is goin’ down
that’s a bet, skip the s*x, ride my face, break my neck
f*ck now, mood swingin’ like— jet
f*ck that aiming ’bout?
hittin’ everything that’s in my way, f*ck what they talkin’ ’bout
i be gettin’ off like holiday, man, pull some paper out
f*ck comparin’ bank accounts (uh)
louis v say my name, we ain’t worth the same amount, boy
[refrain: tyler, the creator & solange]
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (oh)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (oh, sticky)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (oh)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (oh)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (oh)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch (oh)
better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this b*tch

[verse 7: cardi b]
beat it up, n*gga, catch a charge
extra large, and extra hard
put this p*ssy right in yo’ face
swipe your nose like a credit card
hop on top, i want a ride
i do a kegel while it’s inside
spit in my mouth, look at my eyes
this p*ssy is wet, come take a dive
tie me up like i’m surprised
let’s role*play, i wear a disguise
i want you to park that big mack truck right in this little garage
make it cream, make me scream
out in public, make a scene
i don’t cook, i don’t clean
but let me tell you, i got this ring

[chorus: tyler, the creator]
it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
b*tch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
bro, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
it’s gettin’, (we the best music)
(another one)

[verse 8: childish gambino]
watching haters wonder why gambino got the game locked (yeah?)
half*thai thickie, all she wanna do is bangkok (yeah?)
got her hair done, french braids, now she a$ap
bino so insensitive, she askin’, “why you say that?”
i’m chillin’ (yeah), real n*gga feelin’
rich kid assh0l*, paint me as a villain (ma!)
still spitting that cash flow, dj khaled
i got a penthouse on both coasts, ph balance
real n*gga, i rep those
why though? ’cause i said so
hip deep in that pepto, i got five on her like ben folds
i got more tail than that petco (what?)
you faker than some sweet’n low (why?)
yeah, you got some silverware
but really, are you eating though? (yeah)
are you eating though? n*gga, are you eating though?

[verse 9: kendrick lamar]
uh, martin had a dream
martin had a dream
kendrick have a dream
all my life, i want money and power
respect my mind or die from lead shower
i pray my d*ck get big as the eiffel tower
so i can f*ck the world for seventy*two hours
godd*mn, i feel amazin’, d*mn, i’m in the matrix
my mind is livin’ on cloud nine and this 9 is never on vacation
start up that maserati and, vroom, vroom, i’m racin’
poppin’ pills in the lobby and i pray they don’t find her naked
and i pray you n*ggas is hatin’, shooters go after judas
jesus christ, if i live life on my knees, ain’t no need to do this
park it in front of lueders, next to that church’s chicken
all you p*ssies is losers, all my n*ggas is winnin’, screamin’
all my life, i want money and power
respect my mind or die from lead shower
i pray my d*ck get big as the eiffel tower
so i can f*ck the world for seventy*two hours
godd*mn, i got b*tches (uh), d*mn, i got b*tches (uh)
d*mn, i got b*tches (uh), wifey, girlfriend, and mistress
all my life, i want money and power
respect my mind or die from lead shower
i got twenty*five lighter on my dresser, yes, sir
put fire to that ass, body cast on a stretcher
and her body got that ass that a ruler couldn’t measure
and it make me cum fast, but i never get embarrassed
and i recognize you have what i’ve been wantin’ since that record
that adina howard had, pop it fast to impress her
she rollin’, i’m holdin’ my scr*t*m, imposin’
this voice here is golden, so f*ck y’all, i goes in, and
all my life, i want money and power
respect my mind or die from lead shower
i pray my d*ck get big as the eiffel tower
so i can f*ck the world for seventy*two hours

[chorus: kanye west]
hold up hold up, wait a second you know we had to get the hooligans up here, we gon’ take this p*ssy n*gga out
yo, dot, i got you

[verse 10: kanye west]
i miss the old kanye, straight from the go kanye
chop up the soul kanye, set on his goals kanye
i hate the new kanye, the bad mood kanye
the always rude kanye, spaz in the news kanye
i miss the sweet kanye, chop up the beats kanye
i gotta say, at that time i’d like to meet kanye
see, i invented kanye, it wasn’t any kanyes
and now i look and look around and there’s so many kanyes
i used to love kanye, i used to love kanye
i even had the pink polo, i thought i was kanye
what if kanye made a song about kanye
called “i miss the old kanye”? man, that’d be so kanye
that’s all it was kanye, we still love kanye
and i love you like kanye loves kanye

[chorus: tyler, the creator]
it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
b*tch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
bro, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
it’s gettin’, (uh)

[verse 11: jpegmafia]
“peggy, where you been at?” getting all this promo
when it comes to money, bet these n*ggas is a no*show
i’ve been out in bed*stuy, chilling with my feet up
laughing at these soundcloud n*ggas trying to be us
when i say “us,” bet, i don’t mean no f*cking crew
peggy been a solo act since looney tunes and goofy troops
catch me out in barksdale, counting fettuccine
while you p*ssy crackers still trying to pass p.t
ooh, i’m up in brownsville, strapped with a kimber
all you yuppie purses getting swiped like tinder
now i’m at the white house, looking for your president
hop out the van, pointing guns at your residence
ooh, i’m up in queens now, showing y’all a body
hoping that you p*ssy ass crackers still try

[verse 12: death grips]
tak—, ‘k*’kyon
tak–tak—, ‘kyon, taky*y*yon
tak—, ‘k*’kyon, tak–tak—
triple six, five, forked tongue
subatomic penetration, rapid fire through your skull
how i shot it on one, takin’ it back to the days of tryna lose control (tak–tak—)
swervin’ in a blaze of fire, raisin’ through my bones
[chorus]
oh, sh*t, i’m feelin’ it, takyon
h*ll, yeah, f*ck, yeah, i feel like k!llin’ it, takyon
alright, that’s tight, what it’s like to experience takyon (takyon)
out of the blue, into the bag
d.o.e. comin’ through like “f*ck, what was that?” (tak–tak—)
man, i don’t know, but it made me feel so heated
how we creep without showin’ you jack
sh*t from below, give a sh*t if you know
’cause even if you did, bet you’d keep comin’ back
back for more, need it, man, you’re addicted to the heat
we make beats catch (tak–tak—)
beat it ’til it bleeds to death, each track
epileptic seize every head we crack
like epmd, snappin’ necks as we tap energy from everything on and off the map (takyon)
oh, sh*t, i’m feelin’ it, takyon
h*ll, yeah, f*ck, yeah, i feel like peelin’ it, takyon
alright, that’s tight, what it’s like to experience takyon

[chorus: baby keem & akira nishikiyama]
(huh?) (uh) ten years in the joint made you a f*cking p*ssy
(uh) what you think you’re better than me? bring that sh*t kazuma

[verse 13: globglogabgalab]
i am the glob*glo*gab*galab
the shwabble*dabble*wabble*gabble flibba blabba blab
i’m full of shwibbly liber*kind
i am the yeast of thoughts and minds

[chorus: globglogabgalab ]
shwabble dabble glibble glabble schribble shwap glab
dibble dabble shribble shrabble glibbi*glap shwap
shwabble dabble glibble glabble shwibble shwap*dap
dibble dabble shribble shrabble glibbi*shwap glab

[verse 14: yuno miles]
b*tch, i’m in the field, n*gga, call me indiana jones
feel like soulja boy today, so kiss me through the phone
feel like usher yesterday in the shower, b*tch, i was burnin’
this n*gga really think he in indiana, he not indiana jones
this n*gga thought he bought a beagle, that n*gga bought a duck
tried to fit in a skinny hole, why my dumb ass get stuck?
tried to buy a bmw, but i just bought a random truck
she keep callin’ my phone, i’m like, “d*mn, girl, what the f*ck?”

[chorus: the weeknd]
she asked me if i do this every day, i said, “often”
asked how many times she rode the wave, “not so often” (baby)
b*tches down to do it either way, often
baby, i can make that p*ssy rain, often
often, often, girl, i do this often
make that p*ssy poppin’, do it how i want it
often, often, girl, i do this often
make that p*ssy poppin’, do it how i want it

[chorus: metro boomin]
(if young metro don’t trust you, i’m gon’ shoot you)

[chorus: hailey welch]
ah you got to give him that hawk tuah and spit on that thang you
get me (ahahaha)

[outro: tyler, the creator & esmeralda]
hey guys it me tyler here with esmeralda i (noo i told you not*)
i adopted her from mexico she doesn’t know english yet, i donated
to charity too im really a good guy esmeralda calm down okay?

- arvinv lyrics

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