StickUp!

It's a stickup, bitch
I need my money today, for real, it's a stickup, bitch
No, like for real, I need my money today
It's a stickup, bitch

Cash, card, or PayPal, or write me a check (check)
It's time to pay off your debts
I don't wanna hear shit about no 30-day net
If you don't have my bread, then I'm wringing your neck
You've been dodging my calls, acting perplexed
Thinking my patience is up for the test
Wanna play games? Well, go be my guest
I'll be right at your door, you ain't getting no rest (no rest)

Southern belle, raising hell, Little City streets
You can keep the sob story 'cause I got no sympathy (no)
I'm on the edge, flexibility
You don't get the picture so here's the imagery
See, I'm on your ass like the back of your jeans
And I'm down to chokeslam you like it's WWE (WWE)
This is a stick-up, so do as I please
Put the money in the bag and do it rapidly

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now
Need the money in my hand (I need the money in my hand)

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now
Need the money in my hand (it's a stickup, bitch!)

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now, right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now (right now)
Need the money in my hand (bitch)

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now, right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now (right now)
Need the money in my hand (it's a stickup, bitch!)

Closest thing I got to a red carpet was Kool-Aid stains on my mama floor
So don't play with me bitch, play with your kids 'fore I turn your ass into a ghost
I ain't grow up on no coast, I'm from the city where it's all about the approach
And them niggas keep that thing tucked, so you better protect your throat

Look, thought you was smart, thought you was a scholar
Don't lose your shit over a couple of dollars
Look what you did, turned me into a robber
Ain't no more talking, so don't even bother
I'm doing the math, and I'm doing it proper
Got the solution and you are the problem
If they catch me, I'll stand up and say
"She was playing with my money, your honor"

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now
Need the money in my hand (I need the money in my hand)

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now
Need the money in my hand (it's a stickup, bitch!)

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now, right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now (right now)
Need the money in my hand (bitch)

Need the money in my hand right now (right now)
Money in my hand, money in my hand right now (right now, right now)
Money in my hand right now, right now, right now (right now)
Need the money in my hand (it's a stickup, bitch!)

It's a stickup, bitch!
It's a stickup, bitch!
It's a stickup, bitch!
It's a stickup, bitch!
It's a stickup, bitch!
It's a stickup, bitch!
It's a stickup, bitch!
It's a stickup, bitch! Haha, ah



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Writer(s): Kari Rose Johnson, Pier Danio Forni
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