Stickbaby205 - Chris Jericho (feat. Big Yavo) Lyrics

Boom, boom, boom, boom
And these niggas, knowing I'm hard !!
Stickbaby, Stickbaby, Stickbaby
Freak hoe popped a titty, I signed on her breasts
No my name ain't Beyonce, I left her obsessed
Wouldn't dare beg a hoe, boy my name ain't Keith Sweat
Bae I can't chase you, I know I'm the catch
You cannot come over, you ain't dropping neck
Won't drop the location, if she on her period
Nana clip on the drac, for niggas that's curious
Beat a pack Bruce Lee, call it Fist of the Fury
If he reach for my neck, then he slower than radio
Like frozen, you better let it go
My sight holographic, but this ain't a telescope
Put a belt to your ass like I was Chris Jericho
Boom, boom, Stickbaby !!
Terrific Treatz, this runtz here tasty
This shit a hip rocker, got 32 flavors
By the look in my eyes, you a think that they maced me
The way that she ate me, I know she a cannibal
Real carnivore, this bitch a animal
Bitch slurping me up like a Danimal
I'm beating her down off the percs, she like boy
You got stamina
Edge of the bed, I put on a show
I kilt her like Tommy, and then I got ghost
Rent-A-Center, got this shit off the floor
I put the hood on my back, Ian going back broke
Ain't going for nothing, trick who out they spot ?
Bae I'm not yo man, tricked you out your twat
Abusing my pocket, my shit got a knot
Im going hard like Bron, they want me to flop
These hoes so annoying, I treat em' like fleas
Like Kaepernick, bitch get on yo knees
Don't want me to go, she say Stickbaby please
But soon as I nut bae I gotta leave
Freak hoe popped a titty, I signed on her breasts
No my name ain't Beyonce, I left her obsessed
Wouldn't dare beg a hoe, boy my name ain't Keith Sweat
Bae I can't chase you, I know I'm the catch
You cannot come over, you ain't dropping neck
Won't drop the location, if she on her period
Nana clip on the drac, for niggas that's curious
Beat a pack Bruce Lee, call it Fist of the Fury
If he reach for my neck, then he slower than radio
Like frozen, you better let it go
My sight holographic, but this ain't a telescope
Put a belt to your ass like I was Chris Jericho
Boom, boom, Stickbaby !!
Terrific Treatz, this runtz here tasty
This shit a hip rocker, got 32 flavors
By the look in my eyes, you a think that they maced me
You can look in my face and can tell I want money
I think bout' the shit like Monday thru Sunday
Baby roll over eat it up in your bonnet
Grab a brick wrap that bitch like a mummy
And, I'll go for it fore' I punt it, nigga
You the type nigga get fronted, when you
I got that shit make a junkie run to you
Auntie want Kool-Aid and sugar
Ayy, babygirl look just like a door, I'ma pull her
Act cool, but on the low, I'ma hoodlum
Shit got better, but I know it get gooder
You ain't getting money, what's to you, nigga ?
Call me Yay-reger, I'll kill a nigga
He a old pussy, talk on pillow, nigga
Call my Glock, Phillip, nigga
Why?, cause it got threw in the river
Told me pull up and I go and go get her
The bows for cheap, ain't nun free, f*ck, nigga
My girl f*ck nigga free Glorilla
Follow that car, end up in a spitter
Follow that car, end up in a hole
Pick up some shit, then hop on the road
Thick bitch, she naked, she sitting on the stove
I'm servin' these j's like Cole, (pussy)
Freak hoe popped a titty, I signed on her breasts
No my name ain't Beyonce, I left her obsessed
Wouldn't dare beg a hoe, boy my name ain't Keith Sweat
Bae I can't chase you, I know I'm the catch
You cannot come over, you ain't dropping neck
Won't drop the location, if she on her period
Nana clip on the drac, for niggas that's curious
Beat a pack Bruce Lee, call it Fist of the Fury
If he reach for my neck, then he slower than radio
Like frozen, you better let it go
My sight holographic, but this ain't a telescope
Put a belt to your ass like I was Chris Jericho
Boom, boom, Stickbaby !!
Terrific Treatz, this runtz here tasty
This shit a hip rocker, got 32 flavors
By the look in my eyes, you a think that they maced me