CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : StickUp!

It's a stick up bitch (I need my money today, for real)
It's a stick up bitch (No, like for real. I need my money today)
(AAAAAAHHHHH)
IT'S A STICK UP BITCH!

Cash, card, or paypal, or write me a 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, boy go be my guest
I'll be right at your door, you ain't getting no rest
Southern belle, raising hell, littest in the streets
You can keep the sob story cause I got no sympathy
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
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 STICK UP 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 STICK UP BITCH)

Closest thing I got to a red carpet
Was Kool-Aid stains on my momma floor
So don't play with me bitch, play with your kids
Before 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 thang 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'


It's a stick up bitch
It's a stick up bitch
It's a stick up bitch
It's a stick up bitch
It's a stick up bitch
It's a stick up bitch
It's a stick up bitch
It's a stick up bitch