Ludacris, UGK - Stick ’Em Up lyrics

Yeah, nigga, got that Ludacris
Got that UGK, that Disturbing the Peace Click
And you know what I'm tired of?
These flashing-ass, flossing-ass niggas
So if you see one you know what you do?

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas, wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas, wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em

Uh, I want the money and the


Power they hittin me every hour
For the silk resin powder
Chasing them dirty dollars
I'm from Texas nigga it get hectic nigga
People depending on me I
Can't neglect it niggas
Cause the game is deeper than
Just working off the beeper
If the paper ain't right then
We calling a sweeper
To clean up the problems
And straighten the mess
So nigga come wit ya pistol and
Nigga come wit ya vest
This ain't the east or the west
The bamma weed or the stress
I'm Young Pimp from Port Arthur and
We done passed the test
And we smoking the best everywhere that we go
And when our records come out them
Bitches sell out the sto'
Stayin throat on the 'dro and keep
That thang on the flo'
Want my money up front when
We come for the show
Y'all can play wit ya paper
But I'm dyin for mine
So while y'all buying them watches
I'mma stay on the grind fuck Nigga

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em

Hallow laid hollow sprayed I'm the hollow man
I get to the hollow point wit my hollow plan
Hollow bullets I pull it I'm
About to live in vain
And then I drill em refill em
Make sure they feel the pain
It's mighty strange how your peephole
Is my fuckin gauge
Catch you in concert and then wipe
You off the fuckin stage
I feel a ghetto rage let's
Turn the ghetto page
My bitch will stick you wit
Ghetto metal stilleto thangs
And I got a ghetto aim
With diamond 'bezeled rangs
So while my index is working
My pinky's blinding thangs
I hit em at close range I
Spit em at most brains
You think you real rich nigga we
Gonna make some chump change
You think it's a fucking game you
Think it's a blood sport
You gasping for breath and I'm puffin
On one of these Newports
And I see a red dot aimed at yo head
Then bright lights oh no po-po
And guess what they said they said

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em

Say nigga you think it's a joke?
Trill niggas be going for broke
Twist this whistle loc and
Them muthafuckin pistols smoke
And it's just a matter of time
Before you labeled a busta
I dust the nigga that couldn't catch up
And cut the mustard now I got confidence
I don't need no condiments
All I need is common sense
To see through your incompetence
Nigga, keep your compliments, they
Don't flatter me, fuck with me
And that'll be the day, bitch, we don't play
You know where the gat'll be
Huh, right on the side of me (side of me)
Right where it's 'posed to be ('posed to be)
Bitch niggas die for me (die for me)
Just for getting too close to me
(close to me) so kiss your rosery beads and
Sing a silent one, cause
I promise if you get it
It's gone be a violent one
Coroner catching his breath
Like he's got asthma
When they cut on the blue light
And see all that fucking plasma
Millenium murda master
Nigga I ain't new to this
So when you see that Bun-B
Young Pimp, or that Ludacris, just

Stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Put ya hands up where I can see 'em, see 'em
See 'em stick 'em up, stick 'em up, bitch
Stick 'em up
Target niggas wouldn't wanna be 'em, be 'em
Be 'em

ATL to PAT, UGK and DTP
(I wouldn't wanna be em be em be em)
Shawn Drey, I20, Ludacris and Fate Feez
(I wouldn't wanna be em be em be em)
Down South how we do it Pimp C and Bun-B
(I wouldn't wanna be em be em be em)
Roll trees ride D's make
Cheese and shake fleas
(I wouldn't wanna be em be em be em)