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petey pablo - stick up man lyrics

[hook: petey pablo]1x
n-ggas greasy, n-ggas grimy
catch you out there wearing them diamonds
meet the stick up man
in the club think you flossing
wearing chains and all them crosses
meet the stick up man

[verse 1: petey pablo]
i’m standing outside, i’m waiting outside
as soon as y’all hit the door
i’m looking like a window washer
but instead of a squeegee i got a 44
how hard, is you really is then
okay to press your luck
give your cell phone to your homeboy
cause your homeboy he gonna have to press the number
call the ambulance, and the rescue squad
to come here and pick you up
cause i tell you to give it up, and you don’t give it up
than d-mn sure will tie you up
i hope you wearing one of them little pretty shirts
cause i’m gonna d-mn sure bl–dy it up
front gonna have little itty bitty holes
but the back gonna be dirty as f-ck

[hook]1x

[verse 2: petey pablo]
don’t tell me i ain’t gotta job
do you how hard it is, to stop a n-gga body guard
and then go and get the motherf-cker you was trying to get before he break and run
that’s why i carry this mosberg
when the bodyguard see that he ain’t gonna run
i’m gonna tell you what you’re man gonna get
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i don’t play when it come to money
y’all spend it like the sh-t ain’t nothing
in the club my mo mo, and that crystal, and that patron
i wanna spend some too
i wanna do what you do
i ain’t got it and the only way i’m gonna get it, is i’m gonna take it from you

[hook}1x

[verse 3: petey pablo]
ball players first, then come the rappers
then come the motherf-ckers think they rappers
then come the c-lo game, then cr-ps
then come the card house
then come the trap
big money first, then clean up all the little paper
i can teach you everything about cake
how to get em’, how to trip em’, how to rip em’
how to stick that pistol in they motherf-cking mouth
make em’ kiss em’, make em’ wish em’
make em’ p-ss or make em’ sh-t
or make em’ sit on the motherf-cking ground
hit em’ on the motherf-cking head with the barrel
don’t even knock em’ out, just scare em’
i can teach you how to rob a motherf-cker
with a motherf-cker standing on the side of the motherf-cker
and the motherf-cker standing beside a motherf-cker
don’t even know who robbed this motherf-cker

[hook]1x

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