Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stick Up, artist - Philthy Rich. Album song The Remixes 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, SCMMLLC
Song language: English
Stick Up |
Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up |
Ron-Ron do that shit |
You ain’t got it how you say you got it (Got that shit) |
You ain’t poppin' how you say you poppin' (Poppin' shit) |
You ain’t livin' all that shit you talkin' (All that shit you talkin') |
Say you ballin', I don’t see you shoppin' (I don’t see you shoppin') |
Long nights, baby, get that money (Get that money) |
Get that bag, then you gon' bring it to me (Bring it to me) |
I put dick up in your bitch’s tummy (Bitch's tummy) |
This a stick-up, nigga, give it to me (Give it to me) |
Twenty bands, I ran through that (I ran through that) |
Fifty thousand, yeah, I blew that (Yeah, I blew that) |
Me and Philthy countin' new racks |
OTX, FOD, bitch, you knew that (Ayy) |
OTX, FOD, servin' whole thangs |
I ain’t really into talkin' 'less it’s cocaine ('Less it’s cocaine) |
Ain’t no halves if you shoppin', buy the whole thang |
I broke a bitch and I ain’t even know the ho name (The ho name) |
How you wanna do it? |
Show me how you trippin' (Trippin') |
I’m a baller and you not, these bitches know the difference (Know the |
difference) |
I put Gucci on my socks and all my Bape is vintage (Bape is vintage) |
I just bought it off the lot, you niggas pay for renting (Pay for renting) |
You niggas broke, my niggas not, I swear we hate pretendin' (Hate pretendin') |
I pour a four then watch it drop, I know I’m drank addicted (Drank addicted) |
I been ballin' like I’m Kobe, poppin' pain prescriptions (Ballin') |
Two liter, copped some Wock' then dropped an eight up in it (Ayy, ayy) |
You ain’t got it how you say you got it (Got that shit) |
You ain’t poppin' how you say you poppin' (Poppin' shit) |
You ain’t livin' all that shit you talkin' (All that shit you talkin') |
Say you ballin', I don’t see you shoppin' (I don’t see you shoppin') |
Long nights, baby, get that money (Get that money) |
Get that bag, then you gon' bring it to me (Ayy it’s Philthy, nigga) |
I put dick up in your bitch’s tummy (Uh-huh) |
This a stick-up, nigga, give it to me (Look) |
A hundred killers with me, nigga, I ain’t only rappin' (A hundred of 'em) |
Internet thug lackin', say that it was only rappin' (Pussy) |
A lot of fake love, replace it with the paystubs (I had to) |
I hate my ex bitches with a passion so I don’t make love (Faggot) |
Gucci on my collar like a uniform (Designer) |
My new bitch foreign, your new bitch boring (She is) |
My passport got a few stamps (Is that right?) |
I remember I used to steal my mama’s food stamps (It's Philthy) |
My «havin' thangs» niggas’ll probably stick you up (Free sack) |
If my nigga fall off, he know I pick him up (Know I will) |
Crown on my wrist, see that’s that Rollie talk (Bust down) |
No I don’t give a fuck what your big homie bought (Uh-uh, nigga) |
Bad bitch rollin' Backwoods (Killzone) |
She might get some dick if she roll a blunt that good (She just might) |
Got a bitch from Inglewood throwin' big B’s (Familys) |
And a bitch from Grape Street, free 03 (Free 03), it’s Philthy |
You ain’t got it how you say you got it (Got that shit) |
You ain’t poppin' how you say you poppin' (Poppin' shit) |
You ain’t livin' all that shit you talkin' (All that shit you talkin') |
Say you ballin', I don’t see you shoppin' (I don’t see you shoppin') |
Long nights, baby, get that money (Get that money) |
Get that bag, then you gon' bring it to me (Bring it to me) |
I put dick up in your bitch’s tummy (Bitch's tummy) |
This a stick-up, nigga, give it to me |
Dick, up in her tummy |
I wrap the package up, it look just like a mummy |
Boy, we filthy rich, my niggas really scummy |
Boy, you hella broke, you niggas really bummy |
From the Bay right to LA |
We flippin' packs, we do all day |
We ship 'em out to these niggas out of state |
We ship 'em out to these niggas out of state |
To these niggas OT |
I ran it up, I listened to my OG |
You know I’m G-slidin' in this bitch, just like 03 |
OT |
Ran it up, I listened to my OG |
You know I’m G-slidin' in this bitch, just like 03 |
You ain’t got it how you say you got it (Got that shit) |
You ain’t poppin' how you say you poppin' (Poppin' shit) |
You ain’t livin' all that shit you talkin' (All that shit you talkin') |
Say you ballin', I don’t see you shoppin' (I don’t see you shoppin') |
Long nights, baby, get that money (Get that money) |
Get that bag, then you gon' bring it to me (Bring it to me) |
I put dick up in your bitch’s tummy (Bitch's tummy) |
This a stick-up, nigga, give it to me |
Twenty bands, I ran through that (I ran through that) |
Fifty thousand, yeah, I blew that (Yeah, I blew that) |
Me and Philthy countin' new racks |
OTX, FOD, bitch, you knew that (Yeah, yeah) |
Twenty bands, I ran through that (I ran through that) |
Fifty thousand, yeah, I blew that (Yeah, I blew that) |
Me and Philthy countin' new racks |
OTX, FOD, bitch, you knew that |