Sticks
Drew Sweat
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Whole lotta sticks Whole lotta bitches She swallow my kids I get a new bitch Young rich niggas ballin like we old Mind your fucking business you might get exposed Roll up the swishers p She hold on my dick I roll up my sleeves She down on her knees Just caught a fat case Don't f*ck w the law Just copped a fat case I bought all them broads I did it again She brought all her friends We out on a jet Spent all my bands I'd do it again She give me them goosebumps Whipping the brinks truck Try to pursue us Whole lotta bread My pockets are fed I lay them all out Out on the bed Turning the tables She spin on my dick The gravity changes Now she looking thick We poppin them bottles That shit got no labels Hitting the throttle Now I'm seeing angels Whole lotta sticks Whole lotta bitches She swallow my kids I get a new bitch Young rich niggas ballin like we old Mind your fucking business you might get exposed I carry the sticks I f*ck all them bitches She swallow my kids I get a new bitch I get fenty for all my new hoes One step closer you might get exposed
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