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Sticky Now

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Smoke smoke smoke

Smoke smoke smoke sticky now

Now for real I be the break 'em off

Ho hopper, trick knocker

Nobody does it like we do we's proper

Biggie like Papa when I dropper

Lying on that ass now we fucking till the beat don't stopper

Could it be I move too smooth?

Grooves that will make the whole party move

Spots I keep them hot so honies be out to trot

Yo I got this game on lock when I pull up on the lot

So watch me now

Niggas wonder how

I'm spiffy now

So the bitches pick me now

See watch me now

Niggas wonder how

I'm spiffy now

So the bitches pick me now

Tell them watch me now

Niggas wonder how

I'm picky now

Smoke sticky now

Tell them watch me now

Niggas wonder how

I'm spiffy now

Bitches pick me now

Now everyone want to try and stop this dude

Pop this dude, drop this dude

Try to top this dude, plus test my crew

Watch me drop a jewel while they jock this dude

But why every time I around we's cool?

Watch them act a fool

When I leave swiftly, sixty when I cruise

My dues been paid

Rats been laid

Many gats been sprayed

Plus tracks been made like yellow dude face

See me through your shades, blow up like grenades

Try to fade this team, you know what that mean

Head full of dreams

Go on watch us hit the seams with this million dollar team

Shining like rings

Taking over everything with this lyrical scheme

We be like fiends when it comes to the money

Be are end for hur-tin-in

So watch me now

Niggas wonder how

I'm spiffy now

So the bitches pick me now

See watch me now

Niggas wonder how

So the bitches pick me now

Tell them watch me now

I keep's it going on and on

Little T I like's to rock shit

Keep that head pop shit

Keep on making profits

What you know about this?

Nothing at all, cause my shits gall like these hos on my balls

I be that "Hit 'em once see you later" I holler

No need to bother little Torii about a dollar

Ask Ali Baba and he'll tell why'all

"A po's office ho about to get you for your L dawg"

Tell those low-down dirty gold diggers

Torii "Murphy Lee" ain't your average rich nigga

Saint Louis representer and I remember

Hos can give a fuck about my beater in December

But now it's a holiday and follow me

Up North like Hollany

Booty call like Bellamy

Nag, what you telling me?

You's a star spelled backwards

Go on back to your hood

Now it goes hos and niggas, sit back and relax Fri. and Sat.

Pay attention while as I drop this shit on why'ass

Thinking I want to smoke a blunt

Got them ??? on their knees

You cats that want to be down you just get ready for your lead

Now I know niggas trying to say that Lunatics East Coast

Cause my lyrics boasts with flavor but fool I'm just your neighbor

One of Saint Louis' finest, just keep a cover like Linus

Stop your ass like sinus, congestion 'till you learn your lesson

Confessin' in a danker cruiser supposedly with no future

Mammas call me a loser

Huh, but watch me prove I can Buckeye like Ohio

Keeping Pace like Orlando

I'm running out from the 5 O's cause all I herr is "Book 'em Dano"

Practice cause I can't be touched, I'm just too much

I'm packed like lunch with more skills than such and such

I'm plus, never a minus, bumping Johnny Unitas

Out that Hall of Fame

Lyrics ride tracks better than trains

Coming flier than planes, crossing niggas like lanes

Backstabbing, but peep out my game as I explain

Everybody shake your hand ain't your partner fool

Just because I give you dapper that don't mean we cool

Clearer than ice water

See your whole plans to shake me up

Let up before I wet up your whole fucking getup

Spit up a lung you'd got that wind knocked out

Who get the clout? Ain't no doubt

Lunatics run the house

So the bitches pick me now

Tell them watch me now

Smoke smoke smoke sticky now

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