[Verse 1:]
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Slime they tried to stick you, we stuck them so fuck them
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We robbed them then fucked them, fucked it up fuck shit
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Fuck they assumption
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Them niggas nearly caught me slippin'
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But my murder intuition told me start spittin'
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Niggas like Lester Freeman, But ain't No HBO thang
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No thang for the weekang
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Slime my phone breakin up, meet me at the Marriot,
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With heaters near shorty in the blue caddy drop
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Yea, I'm on that metro chip joint
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Just left the strip joint
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Don't forget to bring the big joint,
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Yo I got a puerto-rican ho that'll set 'em up, you wet em up
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I know where they hang on the regular
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Been hit up diamonds only spanish chick in the club knew me
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From Cheetah's when I busted in her hair we got groovy (hey)
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She said her name diamond but I treat her like a ruby
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Slime it's time to make a movie!
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[Chorus 2x]
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Yo It's a stick up Yo!
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It's a Stick Up Low!
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You Motherfuckers just know how a stick up go!
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(Put ya hands up nigga! It's a stick up nigga!)
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(it's time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)
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(Don't turn around nigga!)
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(it's time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)
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(Put Everything on the floor.)
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(Everthing!)
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[Verse 2:]
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Yea, Do it considerably
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Dope, weed, cocaine still comes from Cicaly
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No games officially, put in that work and breeze
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We smokin' the weed, Slime who gon' move the keys?
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Mike Booth Gibrazzi, still like my right hand,
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Hand swollen from cuttin coke from his right hand
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That's the right plan, keep a close knit circle
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About to roll up, light me some of this purple
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Yea, I caught the niggas creep cause they real sneaky fucks
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Be in Milwauke, but we'll get 'em for they bucks.
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Soon as they hop out the car, I'll be laid in the cut
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Tryin' to get 'em If they
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Front, I'll just spray em up
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Soon as they get out the car, the culture culture on 'em
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The 4-4 long feelin' like a vulture on 'em
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Nobody move, nobody gets shot
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Oh, you the stupid nigga down to die for your watch?
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Na he a stupid nigga that won't ride for his block
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He the stupid nigga that'll ride with a cop
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[Chorus: x2]
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Yo It's a stick up Yo
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It's a Stick Up Low
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You Motherfuckers just know how a stick up go
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(Put ya hands up nigga,
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It's a stick up nigga!)
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(it's time to stick them niggas, yo)
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(Don't turn around nigga!
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Put everything on the floor!
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Everything!)
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(it's time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)
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[Verse 3:]
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Yea caught him for the forty bricks and the forty thou
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I had the 40 cal then I drank a 40 wowww!
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We was drunk reminicin on the stick
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Polishin' them burners bout' to catch another lick
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Ay ayo what up Slime (What up? What up? what's goin' on man?)
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Yea I heard these niggas they got money on us, man (What? niggas crazy)
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On our head (what? !)
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25 stacks I tell 'em get they money back
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They know how we move every day with the strap
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[Chorus: x2]
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Yo It's a stick up Yo
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It's a Stick Up Low
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You Motherfuckers just know how a stick up go
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Put ya hands up nigga
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Stick up nigga!
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(it's time to stick them niggas, time to sick these niggas)
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[Outro:]
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Yo slime! Yea Yo slime!
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What up what up?
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Yo hold on right
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Uh-huh
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Cause I think I hear somebody coming right now, hold on I think I hear somebody comin
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You at the rib?
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Stay on the phone don't fuckin' hang up man Don't hang up
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I'm comin' right now!
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This stupid bitch actin' stupid man (who? which one?) stay on the fuckin phone, hold on
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C'mon!
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Yo what the fuck!? !
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What?
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Yo Yo
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Yo Yo Yo
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[gunshots]
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I'm on my way
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Yo slime, slime!
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Yo!
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Yoooo!
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Stick Up
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Capone -N- Noreaga |