Stik Figa

Stik Figa - Juk lyrics

rate me

Alright, alright, alright stay figure

Fact of the matter be better or quick rapper

You need a speech better and cheating when he get you

And dude here’s your feet she play greens on my plotter

Early share my means, I mean where are my manners

Still working nigga pi, I pi for the rappers

Underfeed like the ...say peace to my ..

When they fallow all my league I mean

I keep my matrices so cold when I speak you made all my team scatter

Stick without DC don’t get it miss labels

Six since the dark win and put the kids labels

Six since cut D. can’t fix with witch hazel

Deeper in the crowd, big little angles but damn they lost

Ready to die, throwing right to your eye

The nigga ready, I’m faded they still on standing on that …

Still the season boy I’m letting I’m fly

Bye, bye then the suckers ain’t no let me slave

Ooh, let me bring the floor here

Brand new fook, ain’t no throwing new emotions

Back in the saddle I shake rather and rolling

They hear the snakes rather they even travel upon here

Ya’ll let me brake the floor here

Brand new fook, ain’t no throwing new emotions

Back in the saddle I shake rather and rolling

They hear the snakes rather they even travel upon here

Ya’ll, (cuz you’re new), ya’ll, ya’ll

Rapper

They won’t play me in the clubs I ain;t try to make the people dance

I rather bite a verse that will get my people chance

Progress, process, pro romance

Ya’ll, ya’ll like to ride all the reading novels

...bottlers like the ones with the nipples on it

Call me …call me kicks and this all shit on it

Serving all like it’s more than a TV dinner

What they say sick of chick and everybody winners

Making money everybody grilles

End this ..the all striped are innocents

I’m tired to make it sense, I should be making dollars

But making dollars usually mean you ain’t make a sense

A million dreams with a fisher be

Ya’ll understand the game it’s fisher beat

They take tenancy that I can see

That it’s real life Monopoly

Rap nigga properly, happy to past throw you

Dog you won’t do this improperly

Get that tw hundred feeling like nobody stopping me

They probably miss all the metaphors

They too busy watch an ass that shaking on the floor

Ya’ll let me bring the flow in

Brand new fook, ain’t no throwing new emotions

Back in the saddle I shake rather and rolling

They hear the snakes rather they even travel upon here

Ya’ll, ya’ll, ya’ll

Rapper

Ya’ll let me bring the flow in

Brand new fook, ain’t no throwing new emotions

Back in the saddle I shake rather and rolling

They hear the snakes rather they even travel upon here

Ya’ll, ya’ll, ya’ll

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