Stick Talk

Sosa

Walk in that bitch with a stick
All of my niggas is rich
I fucked that bitch in the six
And that bitch know I'm the shit
Diamonds they hit off the wrist
Diamonds they hit off yo bitch
I put that bitch on the top floor
Cause I be living this shit (yea)

Mike Amiri jeans (uh huh)
Cartier lens (uh huh)
Pull up in a Benz (uh huh)
Bringing all of yo friends (uh huh)
She dropping the panties
She dropping the draws
Fucking that bitch and I send her to Mars
"X" on his body, Ain't talking bout Kaws (yea, yea)

Went to the mall I just brought me some Gucci
Coping the Fendi and coping the Louie
I seen yo bitch and I knew she was chosey
She looking at me and she say that I'm groovy
Right, Left, Yea I'm go make that toolie slide
Spark it up like the Forth July
Young nigga know that I'm fucking fly (like yea)



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Writer(s): Antonio Turner
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