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comethazine - sticks out the window (remix) lyrics

[intro: comethazine]
yah, ayy, ayy (b-tch)
ayy, yah, ooh
ooh, sticks out the window (out the window)
b-tch, yah, ayy
mustard on the beat, ho
ooh, ayy

[chorus: comethazine]
ooh, sticks out the window (uh-huh)
ooh, stick’s what i smoke, in the ‘wood, it’s extendo
ooh, bricks out the bando (uh-huh)
ooh, bricks in the mail get delivered to the front door
ooh, sticks out the window (uh-huh)
ooh, stick’s what i smoke, in the ‘wood, it’s extendo
ooh, bricks out the bando (uh-huh)
ooh, bricks in the mail get delivered to the front door

[verse 1: comethazine]
ayy, jump out the drop top (drop top)
ooh, jump off the porch, then i start selling crack rocks (ooh)
i got a beam with a fat glock (fat glock)
ayy, beam, so i make sure that motherf-cker top drop (ew)
ooh, lean in a three cup (in a three cup)
yah, lean what i sip when i’m finna spark some tree up
and my shooter got a freezer (got a freezer)
ooh, aim it at a n-gga, and i bet that n-gga freeze up (ho)
got a check, got to bling up (got to bling up)
ooh, stay with the snow, like a n-gga stuck in winter
what that b-tch eat for dinner? (eat for dinner?)
she ate my d-ck, then she gargled on the white stuff (psh, ew)

[chorus: comethazine & wifisfuneral]
ooh, sticks out the window (uh-huh)
ooh, stick’s what i smoke, in the ‘wood, it’s extendo
ooh, bricks out the bando (uh-huh)
ooh, bricks in the mail get delivered to the front door
ooh, sticks out the window (uh-huh)
ooh, stick’s what i smoke, in the ‘wood, it’s extendo
ooh, bricks out the bando (uh-huh)
ayy, okay
ooh, bricks in the mail get delivered to the front door
ayy, yah, ayy

[verse 2: wifisfuneral]
choppa bustin’, rounds on fl!ck mode
if i pull up on this b-tch, she suck the tip
that’s off the wrist, though (that’s off the wrist)
on the low, i’m out here lurking for a freak ho, yo
i just came up off a l!ck, my life a cheat code
2-2-3 with beam right at his face
we could pull up, straight broad day, if you want that today
ayy, i came up from nothing, was posted for js
all these big bands in my pants, can’t fit in balmains
a full logo on my chest, i bet that bitty-b-tch gon’ straight notice it
pullin’ up with that sh-t, i got that boy singin’ like jodeci
mama told me get it how i live, i can’t get over it
pullin’ up with that sh-t, i got that boy singin’, like jodeci, like

- comethazine lyrics

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