It's A Stick Up
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You are listening to the sounds of Stockton Productions Yea, okay, uh Okay, pass me the ratchet Only asking once, after that I'm snatchin it Gimme ya keys, jewels, cash I want all ya got boy It's a stick up, imma rob ya down to ya socks boy Might just bag yo sister if she keep on eyin me Then ya baby mamma cause I know she really fond of me I just found yo safe, and yo girl helped me find the key Cannot trust these women so ya better choose wisely Thought I'd go legit when I finally hit six figures But I ain't content, my appetite got a lot bigger Hit the corner store, I am not there to buy liquor Follow my instructions and you won't get hurt mister Spin the block again, triple back if I have to Imma take it all, do not care who it belongs to I'm just like the Grinch homie if you could not tell Jury duty, jury duty, blackmail, blackmail Imma make bail, then rob again to pay my lawyer fees Oh you didn't know well now ya know, I might just cop a plea Judge can give me five but imma only do two First day I get out I hit the hood and find you In that all black coupe, even blacked out the headlights Might just catch ya slippin while chillin at the red light Girl be steady choosin might just end up in my bed tonight Heard the coochie trash so just make sure ya head right Baby I'm just playin Get inside them draws and I go Super Saiyan That was cool and all, but baby I am not payin Do not care what you say, cause baby you are not stayin You gotta go so I can go, I got some dough but need some mo Done hit a few licks the night is young I need to hit some mo The block is hot the cops are out I had to switch municipals Hit the burbs just to see what white folks is hittin fo Unless ya want body in the gutter Ya better run boy I did not stutter Neighborhood watch do not look outside ya shutters If the gun jam this knife will cut a lot more than some butter Peanut butter seats ridin shotgun with my heater All about my bread I need the loaf not talkin pita Gettin to the paper you can call me a loose leafer I need all my cheese like my bean dip needs Velveeta Say you got it for the low, well I can get it cheaper In the hood I'm drivin slow just like a street sweeper If ya girl choose me don't worry I don't need her If my girl choose you don't worry you can keep her But that'll never happen, keep the pistol never lackin No more room in my safe, guess I gotta use my mattress Stacking money all the way from the basement to the attic How I start is how finish man pass me the ratchet Yeah, pass me the ratchet, Only asking once, after that I'm snatchin it Gimme ya keys, jewels, cash, I want all ya got boy It's a stick up, imma rob ya down to ya socks boy Yeah, pass me the ratchet, Only asking once, after that I'm snatchin it Gimme ya keys, jewels, cash, I want all ya got boy It's a stick up, imma rob ya down to ya socks boy
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