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Stick Em lyrics
* This is the part when we-
This is the part
This is the part when we- (what s up? - when we get em)
(Cha Cha niggaz) this is the part (when we stick em)
(Rocket) this is the when we- (when we switch em - flat line)
This is the part (when we ditch em)
This is the part when we- (when we get em baby)
(Holla at me) lets go!
This is how
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (yo Cha)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (Cha, hold on Cha)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (wait a minute Cha, wait till the beat drop)
I get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em (show em how we hit em Cha)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (uh huh)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (hot shit)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (pump this in your Jeep motherfuckers!)
I get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em
[Verse one: Cha Cha]
I {*gun noise*} stick em
I - IIIII flick em
Shit em and switch em, that s how I - IIIII ditch em
Keys in the ignition, bounce get missin
WE DON T DO COMITMENTS (holla)
Hit the club, back to my mission
Same type of sippin , niggas ain t no different
It s easy pimpin if you see us in it
Four Jeeps get (???????)
It s gold and white labels, no brads at this table
Yellow and green bottles, you know what that mean? y allin
Know you got to drop if you cop a skwat
This shit goes no further then the parking lot
Burns a tab (???????) back to your pad
Be lucky if a broad drop you mad to the lab
After that we stab, look backwards and laugh
take a bottle in the air
Two fingers, that s how a playa bounce
[Hook: Cha Cha: "this is how" (repeat 11X) with minor variations]
(That s how I stick em babe) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em, I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em
I get em (uh huun)
I stick em
I switch em
I ditch em (that s how I stick em babe)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em (get em, I stick em, I switch em, I ditch em)
I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em, I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get em
I get em (uh huun)
I stick em
I switch em
I ditch em (that s how I stick em babe)
[Verse two: Cha Cha]
You might ketch me in Bahamas, when I m loungin wit him
Tell him bring the Condoms wit him, like he gon hit em
Know I always liein a little, bullshit him
Tell his ass lye on the pillow, let him feel em
Pop dom wit him, and roll up (?) wit him
Create bonds wit him, but I don t wined up wit him
I just stack my cake, hair back to the states
Know it s two case, like "Oh yea, by the way..."
I M A HUSLA BABE
And you just got played
Thanks for the trip, I just got payed
That s what you get, tryin a hotel
Sees-po-lease
I tax for the stress when it s (?) to invest
Wynnin , we kissin (?)
Why we can t undress?
That s when I lie
"It s not you, it s the PMS"
I reverse the game
You should rehearse the same
I always dig at your nollage
So I dig at your wallets
This is how
[Hook] X2
[Verse three: Cha Cha]
These niggers deserve Oscars, better yet Grammies
They all sing the same damn song for the panties
From Mike, Donald and Danny, down in Miami
To Nate from Pinstate
Even California Randy
And DJ like (?) from New York and L.A.
He from around D.C. but be in V.A.
So, from Cha-City to Detroit Rock City
They all say the same lines
(???????)
Get it
[Hook] 2X
[Cha Cha] "C.-C-H-A"(repeat until fades)
Cha Cha
None stop
Uh huh
RockHead, drop that beat
Uh. . make these motherfuckas breath to it {breaths deeply}
Yea I like that
Lets go
Uh huh
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