Clipse - Stick Girl lyrics

Yo yo you know I told you
You know I told you i got a girl, ma
Yo, yo yo i got a girl, ma

Kind of dramatic
Her eye contact was sporadic
I stared so long that not
To blink's really magic
Situation turned tragic, mission - undress
It seems for me to be a force of habit
Yo, the ill twist, my girl finds out
She'll slit her wrist, so play your position
You the stick girl to laugh
At with my chick girl
The trick girl, tennis shoe after I hit girl
OK, your perspective connects
With my objective
Soon together we'll make the
Form of collective
Collaborate, for my friends you'll
Have to masturbate
Another incentive just to ensure
That you graduate
On to the next one and the next one
Throughout the crew
To sever the ties 'tween me and you
The lust turn to love, so push turn to shove
Out the door you gon' be
Rain dance like a Comanche

Blowin up my pager while we at the spot
I told you, got a girl ma (ha, ha)
Don't be tappin on my shoulder
While I'm at the bar
I told you, got a girl ma (ha, ha)
What you think she gonna
Disappear like voila?
Nah I told you, got a girl ma (ha, ha)
Wave your hands in the air
If you feel the guitars
I know I told you, had a girl ma (ha, ha)

Yo, as a matter of fact
My girl type all that
So loud talk, making scenes
It can't be all that
Me and you spending time
How you see all that?
Did your friends say I got ends that stack?
Just because you got an ass
That can clap like that
Don't mean you that fly that
You can act like that
But you can be my stick though (stick girl)
What's good for me is also
Good for my click though
Cool 'less you front in
The Soho, rockin logos
Cause when you go low
Blow like I like on the mic singing solo
Malice hit the charts for
Rhyme and spine tappin
Never been the one for wine and dine action
Your attraction to me, strictly fashion
Ice outfit, looking like I'm an Alaskan
I'm askin, can we keep it on the DL?
And do how we do, no need to go into detail


Stick girl, don't get your feelings involved
Cause feelings get robbed
It's time for you to leave when
I feel your heart throb
You rounding up your chicks
Thinkin you bout to mob
You followin my car when you need
To be at your job stick girl
This ain't nothin but a game to me
You angry but you got what you came to see
You couldn't break or bend me
So you fell off track
Glaze over, time's up, ain't
No room to react, stick girl

You're not the misses
You're more like the mistress
Who be gettin' fresh, backseat of an LS
With the fellas, sharin' like fam
Never jealous
You never done nothin like this
That's what you tell us
But bet you do the same for
The next that whip a Lex'
I'm only down with sex that's
Safe and triple X
Sippin Vex in the moonlight
That get the mood right
Do it from the front or the back
Whatever you like

Stick girl stick girl
Stick girl
I know I told you, had a girl ma (ha, ha)
Stick girl