Stick Party lyrics

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[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
Buddha Blessed This Beat!

[Chorus]
Pistol without lead is like a broken pencil, pointless (Brr, brr)
Ice up on my body, gave me frostbite, I need ointment (Uh, ah)
Grew up in the streets, so I guess that makes me a orphan (Lil' b*tch)
Linkin' up with me, all you n*ggas need appointments (Oh)
Five on me, n*gga, let's smoke some gas (Brrah)
Bad b*tches on me, lets get in some [?]
This a stick party let's see who got aim (Oh yea)
This a rich n*gga party who got aim? (Brrt)

[Verse 1]
I did all this sh*t up on my own
I don't want to go nowhere if I I'on got my pole (b*tch)
I'on need no b*tch wit' me, but I'on want no hoes (Lil' b*tch)
Million dollars cash, put it's somewhere no one knows (Phrrr)
I just wanna pull up in drop top (Skrrt), pull up makе your block hot (Hot)
They say, "Time is Money", so n*gga I need to stop watch (What)
Seeing all this monеy adding up, could make your heart stop
We don't play 'bout nothing, my n*gga I rock wit' hard knots
Suck me while I'm smoking gas (Gas)
So go, get you a bag (Oh yeah)
If I find the dope fast, you can't get mad
I'm not rude, I'm just selfish but you know that
[Chorus]
Pistol without lead is like a broken pencil, pointless (Brr, brr)
Ice up on my body, gave me frostbite, I need ointment (Uh, ah)
Grew up in the streets, so I guess that makes me a orphan (Lil' b*tch)
Linkin' up with me, all you n*ggas need appointments (Oh)
Five on me, n*gga, let's smoke some gas (Brrah)
Bad b*tches on me, lets get in some [?]
This a stick party let's see who got aim (Oh yea)
This a rich n*gga party who got aim? (Brrt)

[Verse 2]
Drivin' through the city wit' some sticks out the roof
Brand new 'Rarri , skrrt-skrrt, it's a space coupe
Talking 'bout a chain, n*gga who gon' take who?
This is my world, so I live by my rules
In this b*tch everyday, I need a bed up in the studio
Where's the Don? Let's get lit, call my n*gga Julio
And these b*tches love me, I think she just called me Coolio

[Chorus]
Pistol without lead is like a broken pencil, pointless (Brr, brr)
Ice up on my body, gave me frostbite, I need ointment (Uh, ah)
Grew up in the streets, so I guess that makes me a orphan (Lil' b*tch)
Linkin' up with me, all you n*ggas need appointments (Oh)
Five on me, n*gga, let's smoke some gas (Brrah)
Bad b*tches on me, lets get in some [?]
This a stick party let's see who got aim (Oh yea)
This a rich n*gga party who got aim? (Brrt)