| Okay now pull out with them bands
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| Meech Say them one thangs a put you on yo feet
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| You niggas making chump change I do it in my sleep
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| Might throw yo bitch 100 Ima do if she speak
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| Ima do it if she don’t
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| Do it cause you think shit sweet
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| Let me raise the roof in this bitch
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| Trigga mane in this thang trained to shoot in the bitch
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| Ooouuu I got some molly on me, I think this bitch want some
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| Couple bodies on me I don’t think this nigga want none
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| Razor blade chain serving blow packs on Conant
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| Choppa with the blade send a bitch nigga to Beaumont
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| Patnas in the cage cause a fuck nigga done told something
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| Shoot em in his head now I know he don’t know nothing
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| Rest In Peace to freaky Ray I’m acting real bad
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| Shout out to that freak bitch Neshae, I know she still mad
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| Finessed her out that pussy like ah ha you lost
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| Murked him for the bands now he leak tomato sauce
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| Sticks and stones may break my bones but this chopstick gone take his soul
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| Finessed him out them bands like
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| How could I have not
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| Pull off with them bands like na na na na na
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| Sticks and stones may break my bones but this chopstick gone take his soul
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| Finessed him out them bands like
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| How could I have not
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| Pull off with them bands like na na na na na
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| A lot of bullshit keep happening
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| So I’m riding around with it on me Keith Apple
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| I feel like Rocaine bitch who really wanna scrap
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| Send me yo location pussy tell me where you at
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| Pull up to yo jojo and finesse you out them racks
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| Cause Sada Tarantino get to shooting all the acts
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| Cause Sada Paul Bunyan swing that choppa like a axe
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| At public housing with them packs
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| 30 thousand in the back
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| Crouching tiger hidden trap
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| Sweet and sour chicken stacks
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| Kick a nigga door It sound like sweet chin music
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| Fuck a nigga hoe water boy you can do it
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| My niggas some hoes boy you must have confused us
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| With all of them niggas who got guns but don’t use it
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| 40 on me now nigga this bitch ain’t useless
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| Bust a nigga head and go right back to booling
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| Bust a pint of red and go right back to snoozing
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| I just want another Percocet
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| Shoot em in the neck look like a birth defect
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| Theses niggas is not hurting me
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| All this Percocets niggas calling me Percules
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| Sticks & stones may break my bones but this chopstick gone take his soul
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| Finessed him out them bands like
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| How could I have now
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| Pull off with them bands like na na na na na
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| Sticks & stones may break my bones but this chopstick gone take his soul
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| Finessed him out them bands like
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| How could I have now
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| Pull off with them bands like na na na na na |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sticks & Stones , by - Sada Baby. Song from the album Skuba Sada, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп