Stick Up Kids
Ghostface Killah Song Lyrics

[Intro sheek louch]

Red spyda, bring that in, son

Uh, wu-block

[Sheek louch]

Yeah, keep talkin' bout that money, I'mma ('stick 'em!') hahaha ('stick 'em!')

Send a bitch home with him, let her tell us where to get him

Got the hollows in that ruger, I'm looking at your chain

Cuz the diamonds look clearer then that water in aruba

You ain't even gotta jack 'em, you barely need a gun

You can walk up and smack 'em, they so soft

Then you got the rats, that fat should be up north

Donnie on his bullshit, mask and a full clip

Hopping out that whip, I'mma ('stick 'em!') hahaha ('stick 'em!')

Lay 'em down on the floor, my man at the door

My other homey downstairs, hand on the four

I ain't even gotta kill 'em, I'm just coming for that raw, I'mma

[Chorus ghostface killah (jadakiss)]

Brrr, stick 'em! hahaha, stick 'em!

Yo, my daughter said stick 'em (stick 'em) momma said stick 'em (stick 'em)

My son said 'daddy, if he move, I'mma lick him' (wu-block!)

My grandmother go to church to pray on my victims

She said brr, stick 'em, hahaha, stick 'em

[Ghostface killah]

Y'all know me, I'm a slim nigga, from a large family

The burner get passed around the crew like a grammy

My little man with autism, he looked at me

And looked at duke and said ('stick 'em!') why ya'll lookin' at me? ('stick 'em!')

I help you remove the body but where we gon' ship 'em

Fuck it, I just drawed on him, he duck, cupped his jewels

And said 'shoot me, I'm not giving it up'

Aww shit, it's gon' be a long day

Hope maintenance got enough mops for this hallway

The chrome still smelling like ajax

Rip the jew-els off his neck, like 'chill, pa, relax'

Understanding came through, c-allah ripped him

The doc had to staple his face, a straight victim

This how we do it on staten, we hardly get caught

With our hoodies off, let alone a ratchet

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss]

Get my hands on the hawk I'mma ('stick 'em!') aids needle I'mma ('stick 'em!')

Got the red nose off the leash and I can't wait to sick 'em

Usually make 'em take it off, slow when I'm strip 'em

Probably better to kill 'em, cuz he can't take the whipping

Consider it charity, vvs clarity

The ara, is the arm robber academy

Just put it in a bag, I don't care, whatever, holmes

The big shit, all the way down to the heroine bones

Credit cards, debit cards, everybody, get it, god

Wedding bands, birthstones, camouflage, earth tones

Yeah, my cloth is cut different

It don't cost nothing to just listen, but if not, I'mma

[Chorus]

'Stick 'em!' - [x4]