| Psycho female blowin up the phone line
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| You need to tighten that screw, it’s been loose for a long time
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| I’ve been slammed with some bad luck
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| Soon I’m gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck
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| And now you duck duck goose, I’m lettin' loose
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| With the thirty odd freestyle
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| Labeled hostile by my profile
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| Must be all the madness
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| You and all your tactics
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| Jonesin for my cash
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| Got to make them pockets super phat
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| Hey I’m a humble man
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| Kicking out the jams like a tramp
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| I’m gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
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| What’s with all the business
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| I get paid to take the microphone and slay the stage
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| Stay away from all the bros. |
| in my band
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| And all the fans and
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| All my friends is when the cash is coming in
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| Or i’ll be slammin them balls to the wall
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| With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y’all
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| No 9 to 5, I’ll still survive
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| I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ
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| That’s all we need, another bad seed
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| Planted on this earth motivated by greed
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| You wanna play that game bitch
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| You take a dash for my cash, it’s your ass that I’m blasting
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| Boy you wanna play that game bitch
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| You take a dash for my cash, it’s your ass that I’m blasting
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| You’re bad luck, you’re so… stuck
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| Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
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| Stuck, you’re so, you’re so, you’re so stuck in your head you don’t even know
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| All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi
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| Far from suicidal
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| Still I get them tendencies
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| Bringing back them memories
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| That I really miss when I reminisce
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| Rocking back in the '80's live
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| My attitude to do or die
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| Once I was a maggot, now I’m just super fly
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| Bound for the boundaries
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| No limits G
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| Phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
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| Your style’s in my pocket
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| Proclaimed to regain that essence
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| Pressin cause i’m hostile labeled by my profile
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| In deed I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed
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| You wanna play that game bitch
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| You take a dash for my cash, it’s your ass that I’m blasting
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| Boy you wanna play that game bitch
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| You take a dash for my cash, it’s your ass that I’m blasting
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| You’re bad luck, you’re so… stuck
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| Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
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| Stuck, you’re so, you’re so, you’re so stuck in your head you don’t even know
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| Aw yeah, ain’t nutin' like a greedy bitch
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| Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that green
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| All I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head
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| I got a little problem, just one question, beyatch
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| Why, why you wanna be like that
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| Why, why you gotta be like that
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| You wanna be like that
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| Why, why you wanna be like that —
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| Why, why you gotta be like that
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| Why, why you wanna be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that
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| Why, why you gotta be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that
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| Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be
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| Why, why, why, you wanna be like that
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| Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business you fucking whore
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| Stuck on yourself, you are
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| You take a dash for my cash, it’s your ass that I’m blasting
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| Stuck on yourself, you whore
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| You take a dash for my cash, it’s your ass that I’m blasting
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| You’re bad luck, you’re so… stuck
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| Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
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| Stuck, you’re so, you’re so, you’re so stuck in your head you don’t even know
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| Live on tape beyatch, don’t fuck with us |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stuck , by - Limp Bizkit. Song from the album Three Dollar Bill, Y'all $, in the genre Ню-метал