paroles de chanson Sticks - cvstawayy
Yo
bitch
trynna′
text
me
My
choppa'
gone
bless
me
All
these
bitches
tell
I′m
wavy,
call
me
"Yung
Jet
Ski"
That
bitch
salty
like
some
Ritz
She
be
throwing
fits
Roll
up
on
a
lick
and
you
know
we
carry
sticks
Woke
up
in
the
mornin',
told
her
"I
don't
wanna
hear
it"
Blast
a
fucking
ounce
of
gas
just
to
get
back
in
the
spirit
Take
a
step
back
cause
I′m
′bout
to
run
yo
shit
Yo
bitch
on
my
mind,
she
gone
get
some
good
dick
Nut
all
on
her
back
it
gone
drip
down
to
her
ass
That
bitch
is
my
student
told
that
bitch
"Get
back
on
task"
She
tried
to
finesse
me,
told
that
bitch
"That
ain't
yo
neck
piece"
Kicked
her
out
the
house
and
now
she
really
trynna′
text
me
Yo
bitch
trynna'
text
me
My
choppa′
gone
bless
me
All
these
bitches
tell
I'm
wavy,
call
me
"Yung
Jet
Ski"
That
bitch
salty
like
some
Ritz
She
be
throwing
fits
Roll
up
on
a
lick
and
you
know
we
carry
sticks
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