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Lil Baby

Genres: Hip-Hop

Sticky Lyrics - Lil Baby

Cook that shit up quay!! 

 

Yea 

Yeeeaaa yea 

Yeeeaaa yea (lets get it) 

 

Hundred thousand for ya wrist watch then you poppin nigga, throw ya hood up 

I got the stick and I'm sticky, they tried to start a commotion but we with the shits 

I got the glizzy in through the back door, we got it lit in the club throwin racks up 

Police hating, tryna harass us 

Niggas saying they gon drag us 

 

Hop out the van with a stick like I'm Dracula 

I got a sack, so these bitches wanna tackle us 

We going first, give a fuck bout who after us 

Stand on front line for the team, ima ambassador 

 

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We got a stick in this bitch, and we ready to hit, I ain't scared of nobody 

I got some homies who knocking shit off, and I swear they don't be telling nobody 

Lil homie got caught, he ain't tell on nobody 

Send him a lawyer because he stay solid 

You need me, you know that I'm coming, I gotchu 

I'm taking charge, I ain't sitting back watching 

I'm buying houses, I ain't buying watches 

They see what I do, and they jock it and cop it 

These bitches know when they see me they flocking 

The plug was too hot so I told him to drop it 

He sent me a load for the low and I rocked it 

They gave me a dub for a show and I rocked it 

I put me a M in the safe and I locked it 

I came up from nothing I swear Ima pop it 

Your bitch in my ride and she tryna give toppy 

She tryna hold me for hostage 

I ain't no regular nigga I'm poppin 

Still selling bags in the projects 

 

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Hundred thousand for ya wrist watch then you poppin nigga, throw ya hood up 

I got the stick and I'm sticky, they tried to start a commotion but we with the shits 

I got the glizzy in through the back door, we got a lit in the club throwin racks up 

Police hating, tryna harass us 

Niggas saying they gon drag us 

 

Hundred thousand for ya wrist watch then you poppin nigga, throw ya hood up 

I got the stick and I'm sticky, they tried to start a commotion but we with the shits 

I got the glizzy in through the back door, we got a lit in the club throwin racks up 

Police hating, tryna harass us 

Niggas saying they gon drag us 

 

Realest nigga in it, never did it 

Flyest nigga ever, independent 

All my niggas winning, really gettin' it 

All you niggas pussies, really bitches 

Ran off with ya miss's, now she missin 

Whole team ballin, shootin, blitzing 

Diamonds fighting with each other, hittin 

Flew her out the country, then I hit her 

These from out the country, you can't get em 

Country boys make em, come and get em 

We just tryna make a couple million 

Fuck the feds and spend it on my children 

 

They ask me why I'm mad, cause my young nigga sitting in the cage, he ain't never coming home 

I got lil Nate with me right now, if I send him the word, then he gone with your dome 

 

Hundred thousand for ya wrist watch then you poppin nigga, throw ya hood up 

I got the stick and I'm sticky, they tried to start a commotion but we with the shits 

I got the glizzy in through the back door, we got a lit in the club throwin racks up 

Police hating, tryna harass us 

Niggas saying they gon drag us 

 

Hundred thousand for ya wrist watch then you poppin nigga, throw ya hood up 

I got the stick and I'm sticky, they tried to start a commotion but we with the shits 

I got the glizzy in through the back door, we got a lit in the club throwin racks up 

Police hating, tryna harass us 

Niggas saying they gon drag us 

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