lirik lagu joncashmoney - sticky icky
sticky icky i can’t never leave my gun
sticky icky i can’t never leave my gun sticky icky i can’t really my gun d~mn
why i never lead the crib without my pistol on me n~gg~s is talking sh~t
i might just pull up with all the sticky icky
the sticky icky i never leave the crib without my pistol on me. n~gg~s talking sh~t, i might just pull love with all the homies
situation nah no i ain’t playing no celebration my gun be spraying
situation nah no i ain’t playing no celebration my gun be spraying
go hit one gon hita l!ck. don’t try me. knock your head off kid. hollow tips all through my clip deep penetration, smoke your whip. n~gg~s talking about they want to shoot it out but they never, evеr want to hit the range got a military n~gg~ behind mе that motherf~cker really got aim
fn shooting seven six six for my enemy it’s only bad news. you think you really want to try me lil fool?
already sat in my county blues n~gg~s getting famous over the news
murdering n~gg~s that’s what they do
now they song went up of thousands of views wondering why do i ride with my tool? p~ssy
why i never lead the crib without my pistol on me n~gg~s is talking sh~t
i might just pull up with all the sticky icky (geeking season)
the sticky icky i never leave the crib without my pistol on me. n~gg~s talking sh~t, i might just pull love with all the homies
10 on my hip bum riding n~gg~ talk stupid, i’m sliding been with the dogs getting grimy when i’m with john i’m slimy don’t know why these n~gg~s want to try me squad, build like the army arch push on mighty talk real tough like the n~gg~ tried to fight me. i sent him to addie to him b~tch, i ain’t hiding. i ain’t got to touch you to touch you. get the b~tch that f~cks you to bust you bullets f~ck around a flip fuel jujitsu this got to your bang like the beat, do sent shots far went far like the heat do, bullets bite like a shark they will eat you p~ssy n~gga real sweet tiramisu won’t hesitate to make your family miss you two or six write that sh~t on my grave (sticky icky) cuban links on my neck you would think i was a slave (sticky icky) better yet, i’m off the leash i’m the jango unchained (sticky icky) my sigma drip i’m going to let the b~tch hang yeah, good. fool like the moon i’m up from the hip like my wrist poppy back when i reload the clip knock you off f~cking b~tch both of you got a d~ck if you wanna call the dogs say my name mike vick bring it back up to stick let it fly like a plane if you want to take a trip i’m aim for the head hit that n~gga in his lips hollow tips in the chain b~tch just gave him the kiss
see why
why i never lead the crib without my pistol on me n~gg~s is talking sh~t
i might just pull up with all the sticky icky
the sticky icky i never leave the crib without my pistol on me. n~gg~s talking sh~t, i might just pull love with all the homies
situation, no i ain’t playing no celebration nah my gun be spraying. situation, no i ain’t playing no celebration nah my gun be spraying
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