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Stik 'N' Move
Lyricist:K Jones, C Parker, F Scruggs, T Taylor
Oh shit That shit just shot duke in the face Nigga gotta be dead Fuck that then, let's rob that nigga man Take that nigga watch and get the fuck out of here Fuck him
Aiyyo, young brothers out here Shouldn't be stickin' up people, y'know? Come on
Give me the money, give me the money Here comes Sonee, the greaser Sees the hostages, my conscience keeps tellin' me I should just hit 'em high, hit 'em low, everywhere I go There's no coppers to stop us, the pros, our motto is
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8 o'clock in the mornin', time to wake up Another brother gettin' paid and away, it's a stick up No time to even take a bath, strictly cash, tax free, quick, fast Grab my Polo, jumped in the Timberland boots I got Audi, time to get rowdy
Shiftee, low down, gritty and grimy I guess I gotta find my crimey Sticky Fingaz, yo that's Sticky Fingaz Jetted to the ave. in a half of a second He wasn't at the spot, so the stop, I was checkin' Met him on the way, tucked away was the weapon
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Single handed me and Mickey barely took a trip to Linden Picked up some cheeba and some brew And yo what else? Screamin, 'Nothing' Now we on the East train back and [Incomprehensible], something Oops, since I stooped, the 40-deuce get loose
Seen three other troopers and they tried to call a truce One had a link, the other a goose You know what we took and you know what we left But the third one played a punk, he dissed his posse and stepped
With Sticky on the loose, there was nothin' he could do So I pulled up out the old tape ducted twenty-two But that was only petty skills, the Philly [Incomprehensible]
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Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Yeah, yeah, hand over the money Don't get like 'Doc, what's up Doc?' This is Mugs Bunny and ain't nuttin' funny Ha, it's a stick up
Sticky got sticky and tricky with the wallet But this ain't 'El Segundo' It's just the four bad brothers from the ghetto
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We had an option after 12 in the city Man, we gonna roll with some shit like Nitti But first we got trips because the man got geese Yo mister, I just got robbed, have you seen the police?
Nah, none over here, good, so run all your gear Rolex watch, rings, the Gucci underwear You might think I'm sorta out of order But I'll rob you for a quarter
Say Whitey, you'se a goner You'se a goner wanna, call the pork, pig Ya dig, police, peace
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Aiyyo, young brothers out here Shouldn't be stickin' up people y'know? This is a story about Sticky Fingaz and Mickey Bill show In a world of
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Yeah yeah, hand over the money Yeah yeah, gimme the money, gimme the money Yeah yeah, hand over the money Yeah yeah, gimme the money, gimme the money
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low Gimme the money, gimme the money Hit 'em high, hit 'em low Gimme the money, gimme the money
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low Gimme the money, gimme the money Yeah yeah, hand over the money
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