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stoneyyy wright – stick figures lyrics

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[hook]
pull up with the stick, turn you all to a stick figures
you ain’t got b+lls, you’re a p+ssy, thick whiskers
i was born to ball, first class, six figures
still running from my problems, i no longer get blisters

[verse 1]
i’m in beast mode
no cheat code
i got 5 stars, no police tho
you know i gotta keep a piece just for my peace bro
and you can use the gps, i know the streets tho
probably went there on a l!ck
probably went there with a chick
probably went there with a plug
d+mn i used to be scrub, now i’m scrubbed out
got the rollie on my wrist and it’s bussed down
every night i could sell out at the club now
i’m getting money, i don’t wanna sell that bud now
so tell a hatin muhhf+cka they can hush now
it’s hail mary like a muhhf+ckin touchdown
and imma smoke an ozone in the in zone
i’m getting flintstoned
and i don’t know a d+mn thing about the friend zone
i’ll put a thot up in her place if she act wrong
i’ll send her ass home cause she’s an assh0l+!
word
[hook]
pull up with the stick, turn you all to a stick figures
you ain’t got b+lls, you’re a p+ssy, thick whiskers
i was born to ball, first class, six figures
still running from my problems, i no longer get blisters

[verse 2]
uh
get your money up
get your money up
b+tch i’m only after bags, watch me f+ck it up
get your money up
get your money up
b+tch i’m only after bags, watch me f+ck it up
imma buy a diamond ring if she suck enough
she’ll do anything for me mayne just to bust a nut
kids asleep all in their room while i’m all in her gut
leaving if they wake up
get straight to the paper
need it now and later
and you can’t guess my flavor
it’s original
tried to walk the straight and narrow but it’s rigid now
put my heart into harlot, imma dig it out
sh+t gets figured out
yeahhhhh
yeah
we gon roll up with extensions out unless you bring the tension down and you won’t get a sentence out
oouuuu
now you looking kinda scared bro
you know how i ball b+tch, you ain’t got a pair tho
[hook]
pull up with the stick, turn you all to a stick figures
you ain’t got b+lls, you’re a p+ssy, thick whiskers
i was born to ball, first class, six figures
still running from my problems, i no longer get blisters



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