off.j2x - stuck (need to buy the licensing for publishing) lyrics
“intro+
get the f+ck off my sh+t man
they can’t compete with none of these lyrics, none of this money, none of these b+tches, none of these women
i get honey, i get stuck, be rolling it up
chorus+
i’m stuck rolling it up, i’m stuck throwing it up. with a big blunt rolled on a puff puff pass, get the f+ck out back when we rolling it up. i’m stuck blowing it out, what they say i ain’t hear em around. i’m a rich boy bags coming out that trap, imma kick punt sacks to the next new plug like. (x2)
verse one+
tell me the names of who came around. if it’s snakеs in the jungle we staking out. i turnt up on thе d and we played the down. i ain’t one for the talking till paper round
i ain’t one for the b+tching lil bitty b+tch and my heart growing colder then 32. 34 in his white from extended clips, when i shoot i be aiming to murder you
we got guns like the army, the navy, the saudis, the hatians, and even some aliens. when we speaking just go by the alias. red and blue on my ass like a patriot
i hear sirens in dashing like shaking blitz. she got down on her knees and i took a pic. no degree you could master to make trip. i got money but still i ain’t got enough
chorus+
i’m stuck rolling it up, i’m stuck throwing it up. with a big blunt rolled on a puff puff pass, get the f+ck out back when we rolling it up. i’m stuck blowing it out, what they say i ain’t hear em around. i’m a rich boy bags coming out that trap, imma kick punt sacks to the next new plug like. (x2)
verse two+
tell me abbreviations of who plotting and who gon be next to get stepping up. it ain’t a soul i ain’t better then tell me who next to me tryna get next to us
i raised the bar i done let it up. and that metal you better just keep it tucked. i just put on a watch and i’m bezeled up. better watch where you stay when you stepping up
i hang wit k!llas gorillas them apes in the jungle bananas then hammers done leveled up. i do not need me a dealer my plug he been realer then realer you know that he stepping up
ain’t a dime you could pay me to set him up. better watch for them corners they pressing up. i ain’t rapping like joyner im smoking some dope in the corner, you know that it’s levels to it
ran it back on the track and im making music. ain’t a hoe in the world that can tell me do it. she a cat im a dog we can get into it. set the camera up and we making movies
throw it back on me shorty she make it clap. i done got to the money i make it move. i ain’t worthy of sh+t but i’m writing raps. we came in wit a stick and we paint the room
sweep em off the court like i need a broom. i came in with a stick and i make it boom. shorty l!ck on that d+ck while i play it cool. shorty thick as a b+tch like she betty lou
chop a brick like i’m freddy kruger, and i’m built like i’m mike don’t be in the post. way ahead of the class i ain’t taking last, i’m in front with a bag and i’m taking notes
“
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