The Alchemist, Prodigy - Stuck on You lyrics

"I'm Hooked, I'm hooked"
"I'm stuck to you - just like glue"

Alright, alright, uh huh
And I ain't neva let you go, let you go
What time is it?, dawgs sit righ here
Put the kids to bed - tell y'all story
And I ain't neva gon' leave you alone
Leave you alone
First worry about my money, you know what?

Its a cash explosion, it's rainin' dollars
We made it to stardom, the new album
The 50-50 joint ventures
It only gets better & better
Might treat myself to a nice
Ferrari for the winter
Gate my whole crib up, Do NOT ENTER!
Cause the nigga inside with the
Shotty got a temper
And I play it by the book


Man I thought he was a burglar
I'm gettin' off cause I served her
You wastin' that broad with
That shit they want
More money than any dope man could ever see
Man, Escobar ain't got shit on P
I'm like Trapper John, cause I MD
And I do surgery on the nigga for free
When it come to that Tae Bo
We gettin' box load
I pop a nigga over my money
Man all I know 'em

"I'm stuck to you - just like glue"
"I love it, I love it, I swear I do
Aaahhh baby"

Yea that's how that
One go you'nah'what'I'mean?
(Live that money right?)
And I ain't neva let you go, let you go
(No doubt) and who gon' love the paper man?
You gotta love the paper
If you got that much paper
You gotta hold it down
And I ain't neva gon' leave you alone
Leave you alone
So the next one, you know what that's about
(That's right)

My bestest friend, my worstest enemy
(That's right)
Y'all could either save my life or
Be the death of me even get me outta drama
Or put me in a locker
Y'all gon' have me wind up in
That chair with the tires
Stab a nigga like Myers
But I'd rather put fire to
Your ass like Pryor (Damn)
Cause I prefer the iron
Shoot at bitch ass niggas and
Do 'em like Bison
I got big jump-off that fit down my pants leg
'Lil jump-offs, your dunn know
A damn thang, niggas talkin' thug on their
Song on the radio but we the reason they
Fire proofed the Coupes
And we the same reason
You brinin' re-enforcements through
You'll neva get me alive my gun is like glue
(Come wit it, come wit it)
Shots spread like the flu, do you lungs
Do your peoples i love my heaters, I'm

Yea, you motha'fuckin' right man
Them hammers man, them guns man
And I ain't neva let you go, let you go
Gotta keep them thangs on you
What you know about that though?
But you know there's one thing
A nigga can't live without
And I ain't neva gon' leave you alone
Leave you alone
And it's the bottom line right here

You know we like phatties with size
'lil cutie pies
With the nightstands walk and
Bodies that talk make niggas dig deep until
They barrel the game
And pull out somethin' that'll definitely
Gettin' to her brain (Word)
With the perm or the braids (Whatup)
It's all love as long as it
Curves and it's in right space
(It's all good)
With a face that deserves the front page
I got the keys that'll free
All birds from their cage (Let's go)
I get pussy like James
It's nuttin' to point
Y'all niggas takin' too long to
Get to the point (Fo' real)
Y'all chicks makin' me sick
You lookin' so good bitch (God damn)
I gotta have you, enough I can't stop it
Gangsta love, you pretty and thug
She's like the hood nigga only
If he's bustin' his gun
Mama you go girl, you keep right on
Doin' what you doin' keepin' niggas off

"I'm stuck to you - just like glue"
"I love it, I love it, I swear I do
Eww baby"

And I ain't neva let you go, let you go

And I ain't neva gon' leave you alone
Leave you alone

And I ain't neva let you go, let you go

And I ain't neva gon' leave you alone
Leave you alone

Ok we gotta battle the 9
Millimeter heavy duty pistols
West has the carbon 15 9 millimeter pistol
And I got a mac-10 from Invasion USA
We're gonna have a 'lil race, you read?
(Yep) ok, bottom two, here we
Go: 9 millimeter fired, then the mac-10
I win