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Sticky Fingers

Sticky Fingers is the ninth British and eleventh American studio album by the English rock band The Rolling Stones, released in April 1971. It is the band's first album of the decade and the first release on the band's new label Rolling Stones Records, after having been contracted since 1963 with Decca Records in the UK and London Records in the US. It is also Mick Taylor's first full-length appearance on a Rolling Stones album and the first Rolling Stones album not to feature any contributions from guitarist and founder Brian Jones. Sticky Fingers is considered one of the Rolling Stones' best albums. It achieved triple platinum certification in the US, with songs such as the chart-topping "Brown Sugar," the country ballad "Dead Flowers", "Wild Horses," "Can'… more »

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2004

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(F*ck 'em)

Damn this shit sound low then motherfucker in my earphones.
Alright, yeah that's it right there nigga.

As soon as the bass hits your dome 
Snoop Dogg grabs the chrome 
And gets in your system
Shooting off rhymes like a pistol
Fucking your click off with this blow
This hoe, that hoe make me rich
Snoop Dogg please won't you break that bitch
I'm back in the game getting my dough
And f*ck any motherfucker that say it ain't so
Do it to em be young
Cause on the real dogg you the hardest nigga we um
We shaking em off, breaking em off
Shot him in his face and now they taking him off
Here's a shout out to those with quad out
Fool we should have got out, now you getting popped out 
I'm not out to diss but to get my chips
And smash, pass with cash
And blaze the spliff now pass the fifth
For real nigga did you hear me, ya heard
You ran up and got served, ha ha
Now ain't that a trip (what what)
You need to get up off of that bullshit
C'mon

(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Young beast to four green
Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green
(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Cock it back ya know me
Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap
(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Shit on waisted
Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Don't make a difference
Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it

F*ck em, the scene is set (set)
And it's a million bitch niggas bout to straight get wet
I walk em all in the street
F*ck em, I cuff they hands and blind they eyes and hog tie they feet
F*ck em, with no remorse nigga cut em down
Love the way we shut em down, shit it ain't funny now
Used to be my buddy pal, nigga wet and bloody now
Nigga where your homies now, half them niggas funny style
F*ck em, it's bout to get shitty now
Doggy bout to get him now cause you better sit him down
Nigga what up now, you act like a bitch
You bound to get fucked you trick ass snitch
F*ck em, boy we on a rampage
Rippin up this damn stage, yeah it's still a G thing
Slammin doors, slapping hoes
Cuz f*ck videos, I get a hundred for shows
If you ain't got the papers
I ain't got the time to sit and chat about the motherfucking vapors
Bitch, don't even trip
You need to raise up off of that bullshit
C'mon

(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Young beast to four green
Dirty or clean nigga the money is all green
(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Cock it back ya know me
Every nigga look the same behind a stocking cap
(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Shit on waisted
Rather see death then be locked down in metal bracelets
(F*ck 'em, f*ck 'em)
Don't make a difference
Niggas in the hood is still broke and can't fix it

(F*ck 'em)

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