Sticky Fingaz - I Don't Know lyrics

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(featuring Fredro Starr)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

I don't know what I wanna do with you

I don't know what I wanna do without you

I don't know what I'm gonna do about you, you, you, you

Let's go, Starsky and Hutch man

Fire and Stick

Light ya blunts up, light ya blunts up

Yo, yo

[Fredro Starr]

I'm 'bout to hit the club

I don't know, on which truck I'm drivin tonight

It's like, I don't know, on which ho I'm fuckin tonight

But yo, I don't know, where should I take her

To the edge water cliffs or back to Southside Jamaica

Bitches be like, I don't know, where they get they clothes from

Industry like, I don't know, where they get they flows from

Niggaz be like, I don't know, where they get they dough from

Posin up in the clubs with guns or wrist frozen

I don't know, nothin when the cops come, I act dumb

I don't know, what weed officer? What gats, huh?

I don't know, shit I told the judge, this is love my nigga, this is negative love

Sticky my cous' said

[Sticky Fingaz]

I don't know, how the hell I got home last night

I don't know, how I blew twenty g's in one night

I don't know, but all I remember's two hos from Virginia out cold like December

Neighbors be like, I don't know, how could they afford that crib they in

I don't know, what these boys do for a livin, shoot

I don't know, but it must be drugs cause they have wild parties and they dress like thugs

Ask myself but, I don't know, why I flooded the watch, flooded the chain

I don't know, why I copped the Benz at a hundred and change

I don't know, why I'm stuck in my ways

And took back the new Hummer when I seen the new Range

They all say

[Chorus]

[Sticky Fingaz]

Yo, where the money at? I don't know

What? You better tell me where the safe at, I don't know

Don't say that one more time, I ain't playin that, I don't know

Ugh, that's the last straw, cocked back the four, put his brains on the wall

I'm in the club and, I don't know, if these little groupies is givin it up

I don't know, should I try to spit game to her friend or just her?

I don't know, what the hell I told her

Though I took her home by the morn', ended up with both of them

[Fredro Starr]

A'yo it musta been God yo cause, I don't know

How we made it out of them projects

I don't know, should I cop the Benz Coupe or the drop Lex

I don't know, should I do it out of spite, twenty niggaz on the bikes, doin

wheelies to the lights

Hos was like, I don't know, I guess they from New York the way that they talk

I don't know, I guess she from L.A. the way that she walk

I don't know, on where you wanna chill

Put your ass on the back and we could slide through the hill

Baby it's real, I don't know, on what you fools thinkin you musta forgot

I don't know, why your bitches call me fire, cause a nigga hot

I don't know, I gutted to Medina, look butter in the Beema, chicks love me in the fever

Kids is like yo

[Chorus]