Stick ’Em lyrics

[Refrain 1: Lil Wayne]
Man, f*ck them other n*ggas 'cause I'm down for my n*ggas
We done came this far, I'm so proud of my n*ggas
Every house I got came with a lounge for my n*ggas
I make mountain tops fall to the ground for my n*ggas
Hit your town with my n*ggas, shut it down with my n*ggas
We f*cked the same b*tch, that's a pound with my n*gga
I'ma let my n*gga shine, I'ma let my n*gga shine
And if you ain't my n*gga, you a cloud to a n*gga

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Man, I'll cop a key before a plea my brother
Break it down and sell it just to feed my brother
Guerrilla warfare, b*tch, I feel like King Kong
Got the world in my hands like a screaming white woman
Dad, why the f*ck did you leave my mother?
Rich as a motherf*cker, me and my mother
Can't trust her, can't trust her if she ain't my mother
Can't believe these hoes, can't believe it's not butter
Can't believe these n*ggas, can't believe they're 100
Can't believe the drugs pills, can't believe it's not cut
Can't believe it's real love, can't believe it's not lust
Love is blind, love is blind, with his eyes wide shut
I ain't lyin', you gon' get your b*tch kidnapped
You don't answer the phone, you gon' get your b*tch whacked
In exchange for yourself, you can get your b*tch back
Love is blind, love is blind, 'cause my heart is pitch black
Think fast, blam back, bullets fast, Amtrak
Get your sh*t ramshacked, get my b*tch man jacked
I'm too high to backtrack, it's too good to pass back
Shoutout to the weed man, never sold a bad pack
I'm just sticking to the code, I ain't tryna crack that
Actin' bad on these boys like a b*tch with bad cramps
And somebody said "hell" and I caught a flashback
Of that one-man cell, then I had to snap back
[Refrain 2: Lil Wayne]
Like f*ck that sh*t, my n*gga, you around all your n*ggas, around all your n*ggas
With a Nubian queen, skin brown as the liqueur, brown as the liqueur
And the brand new machine coming down like a missile, coming down like a missile
Brand new machine gun, brrrrr stick em', brrrr stick em'

[Refrain 3: euro]
f*ck them other n*ggas 'cause I'm down for my n*ggas
The money look so beautiful walking up the aisle to a n*gga
Tryna figure how an empty background become a crowd full of n*ggas
And the b*tch right next to me feel like she miles from a n*gga, at least we all smile for the picture

[Verse 3: euro]
Them n*ggas that's been there, them n*ggas my n*ggas
I need 'em to bring me more rounds for my n*ggas
We up, I don't have to look down for my n*ggas
I paid dues, show the amounts to them n*ggas
She told me she'll only go down on her n*gga
And then she looked up with a mouthful of n*ggas
Doubt that I'll ever be doubtful my n*gga
My stamp on the game, send it out to them n*ggas
I wanna be like Lil Wayne when I grows up
Smile full of bling-bling when I blows up
I overtalked for what they did to the code crush
f*ck the man, now he owes us, f*ck the man
Couldn't pass, had to come up with another plan
Couldn't ball 'cause I couldn't dribble with my other hand
f*ck the man, no really girl, f*ck the man
I'm the man, I don't give a f*ck about another man
[Outro: Lil Wayne & euro]
f*ck them other n*ggas 'cause I'm down for my n*ggas
I'm the man, I don't give a f*ck about another man
Brand new machine coming down like a missile, down like a missile
Brand new machine gun, brrrrr stick em', brrrr stick em'