Sticky
Yeah, Frank & Maury
Keep your mouth shut
Dammit, I love you Steve
Watch your tongue (Woo!), I'll put it in a George Foreman
You ain't never robbed a store, guess your life's boring (Ooh)
Thick liquor, that patron, yeah, my wife's pouring
Pretty women in my phone 'cause I'm quite gorgeous (Yeah!)
I got a pretty face (Woo!),
but I still take your things from your living space (Yeah, woo-woo!)
I'm on a dinner date, but I still smack your face with a dinner plate
Figure skating on the block, sonny!
Cut a split, triple flip like I'm John Curry
It's not funny, I'll run your pockets son
Got a tool, I'm a fool with the shotty gun
Ooh, three in the morning
I'm making big moves while the wife's snorin'
Calzone and a can of Sprite
I'm off my damn noodle, and I'm down to fight
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Say "Hello," to your mother for me
Dodged the last charge, but I got another on me
And keep my name out your damn mouth
Dropped the kids, at the pool, at the clam house
You're soft, I'll stomp you like a cigarette
Never had a day job but I got a bigger check
Drippin' wet, chain like a fishing net
Do a little dance in the rain with a pirouette
Posted at the corner store
Hot soup hit you with the ladle, what you running for
Blue lights wildin', who you think they coming for?
I'm down to do a couple years if it's popping off
Slap you down like a pepper steak
Leave you layin' in the gutter,
let you marinate (Boom, boom, boom, boom!)
Tip the scales with the counterweight
Slap my ticket on the counter, baby, validate!
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Keep your mouth shut
Dammit, I love you Steve
Watch your tongue (Woo!), I'll put it in a George Foreman
You ain't never robbed a store, guess your life's boring (Ooh)
Thick liquor, that patron, yeah, my wife's pouring
Pretty women in my phone 'cause I'm quite gorgeous (Yeah!)
I got a pretty face (Woo!),
but I still take your things from your living space (Yeah, woo-woo!)
I'm on a dinner date, but I still smack your face with a dinner plate
Figure skating on the block, sonny!
Cut a split, triple flip like I'm John Curry
It's not funny, I'll run your pockets son
Got a tool, I'm a fool with the shotty gun
Ooh, three in the morning
I'm making big moves while the wife's snorin'
Calzone and a can of Sprite
I'm off my damn noodle, and I'm down to fight
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Say "Hello," to your mother for me
Dodged the last charge, but I got another on me
And keep my name out your damn mouth
Dropped the kids, at the pool, at the clam house
You're soft, I'll stomp you like a cigarette
Never had a day job but I got a bigger check
Drippin' wet, chain like a fishing net
Do a little dance in the rain with a pirouette
Posted at the corner store
Hot soup hit you with the ladle, what you running for
Blue lights wildin', who you think they coming for?
I'm down to do a couple years if it's popping off
Slap you down like a pepper steak
Leave you layin' in the gutter,
let you marinate (Boom, boom, boom, boom!)
Tip the scales with the counterweight
Slap my ticket on the counter, baby, validate!
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Bow-bow, run a man down
Hit him with a blicky, and a sticky with a blau
Credits
Writer(s): Adam King Feeney, Carl Austin Rosen, Khalif Malik Ibn Shaman Brown, Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, William Thomas Walsh, Travis Walton
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