Stick

Lyrics

[Intro: Scootie Wop] Kid Classic Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Scootie Wop & Rockstar JT] Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrrt) Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go) Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grr) Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah) Stick (Woo), stick Turn me up, get me lit (Grrah) Young boy looking fresh like a lick (Fresh) Whole team run it up with the clique (Yeah) Last lap, better pass me the stick Stick (Woo, woo), stick (Yeah) Stick (Grrah), stick Stick (Yeah), stick Stick (Woo), stick [Verse 1: Rockstar JT] I be walkin' 'round town with the stick (Yeah) Real fresh, like you just bit a mint (Grrah) On the block, tell 'em put down the brick (Yeah) They don't know none else hittin' licks They say trappin' ain't dead (Yeah) Got to get they family fed (Yeah) Uncle used to move weight (Yeah, yeah) Where he at? Now he dead (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I-I-I call you professional capper (Woo) Need a Grammy for best internet rapper (Brrt) Turn the beat up, do my dance, this a slapper (Yeah) Really outside, know some boys that'll clap ya Let it bang It come back like boomerang (Yeah) You a killer on your records In your courtroom, you gon' sing, ah [Chorus: Scootie Wop & Duke Duece] Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrrt) Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go) Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grr) Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What?) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah) Stick (Woo), stick (Ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: Duke Deuce] Ayy (Stick), ayy (Stick) Yeah, we lit (Ayy, ayy) Ridin' through the city looking like Rafiki Duke walkin' 'round with the stick (Doo-doo-doo, ayy) Money gettin' long, lookin' like a dashiki Down wit' my dawgs like pets (Doo-doo-doo) Fifty-round, hundred-round, yeah, you better run around Dogs gon' sit like Benji Yeah, I'm big as it gets, uh (Big as it gets) Ain't no hitter, you miss (Hitter, you miss) Ain't no bargainin' (Bargainin') You can't come hard as this (Can't come as hard as this) On God, you steak, my dawgs been eatin' (Yeah, yeah) Can't touch this plate, you participate (Yeah, yeah) Until you fate, we see you slate (Yeah, yeah) We play, we Memphis, no complaints (Yeah, ayy, ayy) [Chorus: Scootie Wop, Rockstar JT, Duke Duece, MainMain] Ridin' 'round the city with a brand new whip (Skrrt) Holy Ghost filled, got the brand new drip (Let's go, ayy, ayy) Sack on the play, Ray Lewis with the hit (Grr, yeah) Covered in the blood, church boy with the stick (What? Yeah, yeah, yeah) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah) Stick (Woo), stick (Woah, brrt) Stick (Woo, brrt), stick (Woah, brrt) Stick (Woo, brrt), stick (Brrt) Turn me up, get me lit (Grrah) Young boy looking fresh like a lick (Fresh) Whole team run it up with the clique (Yeah) Last lap, better pass me the stick Stick (Woo, woo), stick (Yeah) Stick (Grrah), stick Stick (Yeah), stick Stick (Woo, MainMain), stick [Verse 3: MainMain] On my block, that's a place you don't want to go Man, my dad sold more gas than the corner store MainMain preached in the streets, yeah, I give 'em hope (I give 'em hope) You can't sell 'em no dreams 'cause they sellin' dope (No) I go dumb, I go foolish like Shawty Lo (Shawty Lo) Jesus turned two fish to Pappadeaux Watch me shine in the field like I'm Julio Got the stick, it ain't tucked for who want it, though (Yeah), yeah