stick party, - iayze lyrics
[intro]
(less than twenty*four hours)
[chorus: 1dada4ever]
twenty, let’s go (oh, yeah, uh*huh)
i got a couple hollers for you, a few boats (uh*huh, let’s go)
i got a couple k!llers for you, then on throat and you won’t know it
and i got k!llers, got it out the mud, and didn’t went by sh*t
we run ’round with drugs, and guns, and in my head, it smelt like p*ss
i got a couple where it’ll put ya’, and you ain’t know ’bout, know ’bout sh*t
the crib so lonely, gotta [‘member?] what you know ’bout, but what you know?
you flex instead but you ain’t using, they don’t know ’bout it, talk that sh*t
i’m pushin’ ’round in that [?], boy, this that big body, this sh*t big (boy, this sh*t big)
[verse 1: 1dada4ever]
she said she felt somethin’ hard in my jeans, but this that stick probably (let’s go)
i keep the rods and reels around me, like i got a fish hobby
my are really sticked up
turn that kickback to a stick party
i got real love for them lil’ [?], but there’s just something ’bout them [?]
that boy don’t bite, he just love barkin’
tell my partner, “get it,” shut up
don’t make me send them pluto troopers to yo’ crib, ’cause they gon’ cut up, bro, we gon’ cut up
bro, how i’m lying? i got trues [?]
bet they won’t catch me in this ass
lil’ boy, this that [dj*dash?] (dash)
and i’m pushing that sh*t, let’s see it go fast (fast)
burn a b*tch if her ass ain’t fat
and i keep that stick, i ain’t on lack (lack)
ain’t no broke as sh*t, i got they back (back)
and i walk in saks, i spend them racks (racks, racks, racks)
and i ain’t even worried about all them stacks
gonna hit the trap and make it back
i sip that mud, and i relax
and if we talkin’ now, b*tch, them n*ggas cap
[verse: iayze]
walk in chanel, i got the racks (racks, racks, racks)
but i’m broke as sh*t, they got me
i boot the b*tch off a blue oxy
turn on that sh*t, boy, you copy? (you copy?)
uh*huh, yeah, they say i’m a hard body
d*mn, i feel like all mighty
i know yo’ lil’ b*tch ain’t right
that b*tch wanna take her time, i’m like, “baby, yeah, that’s fine”
dam*d*mn, i feel— all mighty
i kno*know, b*tch ain’t right
that bit*b*tch take her time
i’m like, “ba—, yeah, that’s fine
i sip that mud then i relax (relax)
got a bad lil’ b*tch, she got my back (back, back, back)
we’ll spin that bit’, we’re not talkin’ ’bout straps (straps, straps, straps)
it make me mad when i play with the racks (racks, racks, racks)
racks, we got them packs, packs, packs
i just land in lax (‘ax), i know that sh*t, so i’ll just flex (flex)
my lil’ dog keep steppin’ on necks (necks)
all l know is that i’m next (next)
no, i cannot open yo’ text (text)
can’t run up on me, try yo’ best (best)
that b*tch giving the whole gang neck (neck)
[chorus: 1dada4ever]
twenty, let’s go (oh, yeah, uh*huh)
i got a couple hollers for you, a few boats (uh*huh, let’s go)
i got a couple k!llers for you, then on throat and you won’t know it
and i got k!llers, got it out the mud, and didn’t went by sh*t
we run ’round with drugs, and guns, and in my head, it smelt like p*ss
i got a couple where it’ll put ya’, and you ain’t know ’bout, know ’bout sh*t
the crib so lonely, gotta [‘member?] what you know ’bout, but what you know?
you flex instead but you ain’t using, they don’t know ’bout it, talk that sh*t
i’m pushin’ ’round in that [?], boy, this that big body, this sh*t big (boy, this sh*t big)
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