Stick Up Boyz
(专辑: Mac Wit Da Cheese - 2009)
[French Montana:] Huh Huhhh (huh) Uh (uh) Uh 100 grand, rubber band A
nigga low, a
wanted man Sure you're right, I
know ya high Talking crazy, run for your life They can't believe, nutting new hot as me Money can't buy the
streets I
been paid, my men spray 100 rounds, sound like merengue Or the
Nolia Clap, it's only rap That's what they thought, now it's 40 on ya hat What's the
matter huh I'm the
new breath of fresh air, like a
asthma pump Representing My militant squad that snatch you out ya car that you're renting Told 'Kon put ya leg up Five stacks on the
floor, watch homie fucking dig up [Max B:] If you hit me I'm a
hit ya back We got 'em on the
Rose, Oww If you stick me I'm a
stick you back I
got 'em fucking with hoes, Oww Make ya get 'em girl, gunning, we down, we done stick 'em Big Mac come they sorry they ever dick him Cop a
7, we driving late in the
sixes Convicts, gun under the
armpit Ow Ow Lighting niggas up with the
heater bro, my seat is low They fold up like that Peter Rowe Get 'em in the
mood off the
versatile, squirt it loud, baby let me beat Kuz I
can make it worth ya while I
can do it easy, sleazy, niggas speak and revoking my bail They be scared to smoke it in jail, well I
was weekly, creeply, sticks, smoked 'em at a
fast pace Kuz mami this ya last take Came in, only dropped the the
glee way, had 'em play DJs Heat spray, we spray the
enemies, Frienemies? (Naw) Big'll wiggle like the
centipede, yeah I
be in and out, I
can clear the
tenants out I
can clear ya minutes out with one conversation, waiting Staking in the
hallway, pacing Niggas they be hating, making shit that don't matter to the
game Kuz most of you niggas is lames Ow If you hit me I'm a
hit ya back We got 'em on the
Rose, Oww If you stick me I'm a
stick you back I
got 'em fucking with hoes, Oww Make ya get 'em girl, gunning, we down, we done stick 'em Big Mac come they sorry they ever dick him Cop a
7, we driving late in the
sixes Convicts, gun under the
armpit Ow Ow [French Montana:] Shorty from the
Lou', she take it in the
cunt And niggas talking crazy, I'm shaking in my boots A
couple thou, I'm Mr. Childs Street nigga, like Kevin Chiles You got a
V6, I
got a 6
V's My young boys turn ya brains to swiss cheese A
proper team, I
mean badabing With a
model bitch in the
back gargling I'm so high, open cooch baby I
told Grease, let me loose baby Coupe 280, flying through 80 R.I.P. to my dude Adee My transition is phenomenal Still hop out, cop tapes and Amadu My lil' brother bail, 'bout a
half a
mill French Montana, everything signed and sealed [Max B:] If you hit me I'm a
hit ya back We got 'em on the
Rose, Oww If you stick me I'm a
stick you back I
got 'em fucking with hoes, Oww Make ya get 'em girl, gunning, we down, we done stick 'em Big Mac come they sorry they ever dick him Cop a
7, we driving late in the
sixes Convicts, gun under the
armpit Ow Ow