St.Lunatics - Sticky Now Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist(Scratching) 4xSmoke smoke smokeSmoke smoke smokeSmoke smoke smoke sticky now(City Spud)Now for real I be the break 'em offHo hopper, trick knockerNobody does it like we do we's properBiggie like Papa when I dropperLying on that ass now we *****ing till the beat don't stopperCould it be I move too smooth?Grooves that will make the whole party moveSpots I keep them hot so honies be out to trotYo I got this game on lock when I pull up on the lot(Hook City Spud)So watch me nowNiggas wonder howI'm spiffy nowSo the *****es pick me nowSee watch me nowNiggas wonder howI'm spiffy nowSo the *****es pick me nowTell them watch me nowNiggas wonder howI'm picky nowSmoke sticky nowTell them watch me nowNiggas wonder howI'm spiffy now*****es pick me now(City Spud)Now everyone wanna try and stop this dudePop this dude, drop this dudeTry to top this dude, plus test my crewWatch me drop a jewel while they jock this dudeBut why every time I around we's cool?Watch them act a foolWhen I leave swiftly, sixty when I cruiseMy dues been paidRats been laidMany gats been sprayedPlus tracks been made like yellow dude faceSee me through your shades, blow up like grenadesTry to fade this team, you know what that meanHead full of dreamsGo on watch us hit the seams with this million dollar teamShining like ringsTaking over everything with this lyrical schemeWe be like fiends when it comes to the moneyBe are end for hur-tin-in'(Hook)(Murphy Lee)I keep's it going on and onLittle T I like's to rock shitKeep that head pop shitKeep on making profitsWhat you know about this?Nothing at all, cause my shits gall like these hos on my ballsI be that "Hit 'em once see you later" I hollerNo need to bother little Torii about a dollarAsk Ali Baba and he'll tell y'all"A po's office ho about to get you for your L dawg"Tell those low-down dirty gold diggersTorii "Murphy Lee" ain't your average rich niggaSaint Louis representer and I rememberHos can give a ***** about my beater in DecemberBut now it's a holiday and follow meUp North like HollanyBooty call like BellamyNag, what you telling me?Now it's all-goodYou's a star spelled backwardsGo on back to your hood(Nelly)Now it goes hos and niggas, sit back and relax Fri. and Sat.Pay attention while as I drop this shit on y'assThinking I wanna smoke a bluntGot them ??? on their kneesYou cats that wanna be down you just get ready for your leadNow I know niggas trying to say that Lunatics East CoastCause my lyrics boasts with flavor but fool I'm just your neighborOne of Saint Louis' finest, just keep a cover like LinusStop your ass like sinus, congestion 'till you learn your lessonConfessin' in a danker cruiser supposedly with no futureMammas call me a loserHuh, but watch me prove I can Buckeye like OhioKeeping Pace like OrlandoI'm running out from the 5 O's cause all I herr is "Book 'em Dano"Practice cause I can't be touched, I'm just too muchI'm packed like lunch with more skills than such and suchI'm plus, never a minus, bumping Johnny UnitasOut that Hall of FameLyrics ride tracks better than trainsComing flier than planes, crossing niggas like lanesBackstabbing, but peep out my game as I explainEverybody shake your hand ain't your partner foolJust because I give you dapper that don't mean we coolClearer than ice waterSee your whole plans to shake me upLet up before I wet up your whole *****ing getupSpit up a lung you'd got that wind knocked outWho get the clout? Ain't no doubtLunatics run the house(Hook)(Scratching)Smoke smoke smoke sticky now(City Spud)So watch me now
