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Stik Figa - Sex Cells Lyrics



Stik Figa - Sex Cells Lyrics




[Intro]

You know how it goes with these bitches, bro
You got to let these bitches know, what you here for
Know what I'm sayin'
Tell them what you bring to the table because it ain't just an empty plate
We can sit down and have a harmonious meal
Or we can do a food fight, baby

[First Verse - Stik Figa]

I said, parental advisory, this is not for the children
Oh yea she let me stick that twat, it was not fulfilling
She might have burned me once, I got the Amoxicillin
Tried to throw me a hail mary with that pussy I never caught no feelings
Go 'head and call me the villain
I know the lay of the land
I know it cost a pretty penny for me to play in the pants
I ain't even mad tho', I know she stay with a plan
I know she on every real niggas arms like a pair of praying hands
So let me say in advance
I know she stay on the 'gram
Be sending nudes to the lames
Every day on the Snap
And they be payin' for that
All them captions is cap
She keep 'wee-wee' up in her mouth and ain't spent a day out in France
So why swap or trade, when these ho's the same
Nigga, when a rattlesnake bites you, how is you gon' feel betrayed
Baby, that's just the game, it'll never change
So tell that ho to go to Burger King if she really wants it her way!

[Chorus - Reggie B]

Curls for the girls, please respect my drip
Newport only square shit been on my lip
Don't bite my tongue, don't swallow no spit
Thought the ho was on the boat the way she bring me chips
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Even if she a looker
Man, I'm hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
For jealous boyfriends, you gotta ride with a cooker

[2nd Verse - The Abnorm]

This nigga threatened me over some pussy
Like "Nigga, I'm gonna beat you up!"
Thought he had a wife, but he got a bop, now the nigga beating her up
Ain't what she meant by 'be my peace', nigga you piecing her up
Nigga mad at me, I had her eating dick while you were feeding her lunch
I'm bout to be back on probation, i don't wanna pee in a cup
I heard you got kicked out your baby mama crib like the lease was up
Said I keep some throwaway bread like I don't I like pizza crust
Said I stay on top my cheese nigga my pockets Minsky'd up
They say that I'm switching up (what else)
I say they ain't switched enough (what else)
Feeling like Bill Clinton had the bitch Monica Lewinsky'd up (what else)
We ain't at the White House, house full of white, she sniffin' up
First, she got cut, then she got dumped, treat her like Swisher guts
I see you poppin' all that shit 'cause you got a pistol tucked
Nigga, I'll still beat a nigga ass we can go fisticuffs
I don't role play, I play my role, learned how to listen up
If it wasn't me she'd go find another dick to suck
Nigga, what!

[Chorus - Reggie B]

Curls for the girls, please respect my drip
Newport only square shit been on my lip
Don't bite my tongue, don't swallow no spit
Thought the ho was on the boat the way she bring me chips
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Even if she a looker
Man, I'm hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
For jealous boyfriends, you gotta ride with a cooker

[Outro]

Gotta keep this shit movin', man
Can't never let them slow you down
Just hold this pill baby, take it if you need to
I ain't gotta repeat it, my nigga
I don't need you, and you can't say the same
But baby you know what they call that,
That's the game
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English

[Intro]

You know how it goes with these bitches, bro
You got to let these bitches know, what you here for
Know what I'm sayin'
Tell them what you bring to the table because it ain't just an empty plate
We can sit down and have a harmonious meal
Or we can do a food fight, baby

[First Verse - Stik Figa]

I said, parental advisory, this is not for the children
Oh yea she let me stick that twat, it was not fulfilling
She might have burned me once, I got the Amoxicillin
Tried to throw me a hail mary with that pussy I never caught no feelings
Go 'head and call me the villain
I know the lay of the land
I know it cost a pretty penny for me to play in the pants
I ain't even mad tho', I know she stay with a plan
I know she on every real niggas arms like a pair of praying hands
So let me say in advance
I know she stay on the 'gram
Be sending nudes to the lames
Every day on the Snap
And they be payin' for that
All them captions is cap
She keep 'wee-wee' up in her mouth and ain't spent a day out in France
So why swap or trade, when these ho's the same
Nigga, when a rattlesnake bites you, how is you gon' feel betrayed
Baby, that's just the game, it'll never change
So tell that ho to go to Burger King if she really wants it her way!

[Chorus - Reggie B]

Curls for the girls, please respect my drip
Newport only square shit been on my lip
Don't bite my tongue, don't swallow no spit
Thought the ho was on the boat the way she bring me chips
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Even if she a looker
Man, I'm hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
For jealous boyfriends, you gotta ride with a cooker

[2nd Verse - The Abnorm]

This nigga threatened me over some pussy
Like "Nigga, I'm gonna beat you up!"
Thought he had a wife, but he got a bop, now the nigga beating her up
Ain't what she meant by 'be my peace', nigga you piecing her up
Nigga mad at me, I had her eating dick while you were feeding her lunch
I'm bout to be back on probation, i don't wanna pee in a cup
I heard you got kicked out your baby mama crib like the lease was up
Said I keep some throwaway bread like I don't I like pizza crust
Said I stay on top my cheese nigga my pockets Minsky'd up
They say that I'm switching up (what else)
I say they ain't switched enough (what else)
Feeling like Bill Clinton had the bitch Monica Lewinsky'd up (what else)
We ain't at the White House, house full of white, she sniffin' up
First, she got cut, then she got dumped, treat her like Swisher guts
I see you poppin' all that shit 'cause you got a pistol tucked
Nigga, I'll still beat a nigga ass we can go fisticuffs
I don't role play, I play my role, learned how to listen up
If it wasn't me she'd go find another dick to suck
Nigga, what!

[Chorus - Reggie B]

Curls for the girls, please respect my drip
Newport only square shit been on my lip
Don't bite my tongue, don't swallow no spit
Thought the ho was on the boat the way she bring me chips
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
Even if she a looker
Man, I'm hard on a hooker
Hard on a hooker
For jealous boyfriends, you gotta ride with a cooker

[Outro]

Gotta keep this shit movin', man
Can't never let them slow you down
Just hold this pill baby, take it if you need to
I ain't gotta repeat it, my nigga
I don't need you, and you can't say the same
But baby you know what they call that,
That's the game
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