Cha Cha - Stick 'Em lyrics

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Cha Cha - Stick 'Em lyrics

This is the part when we This is the part This is the part when we- (what's up? - when we get 'em) (Cha Cha n***az) this is the part (when we stick 'em) (Rocket) this is the when we- (when we switch 'em - flat line) This is the part (when we ditch 'em) This is the part when we- (when we get 'em baby) (Holla at me) lets go! This is how I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (yo Cha) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (Cha, hold on Cha) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (wait a minute Cha, wait 'till the beat drop) I get 'em, I stick 'em, I switch 'em, I ditch 'em (show 'em how we hit 'em Cha) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (uh huh) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (hot sh**) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (pump this in your Jeep motherf**ers!) I get 'em, I stick 'em, I switch 'em, I ditch 'em [Verse one: Cha Cha] I {*gun noise*} stick 'em I - IIIII flick 'em sh** 'em and switch 'em, that's how I - IIIII ditch 'em Keys in the ignition, bounce get missin' WE DON'T DO COMITMENTS (holla) Hit the club, back to my mission Same type of sippin', n***as ain't no different It's easy pimpin' if you see us in it Four Jeeps get (???????) It's gold and white labels, no brads at this table Yellow and green bottles, you know what that mean? y'allin' Know you got to drop if you cop a skwat This sh** goes no further then the parking lot Burns a tab (???????) back to your pad Be lucky if a broad drop you mad to the lab After that we stab, look backwards and laugh take a bottle in the air Two fingers, that's how a playa bounce [Hook: Cha Cha: "this is how" (repeat 11X) with minor variations] (That's how I stick 'em babe) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (get 'em, I stick 'em, I switch 'em, I ditch 'em) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em, I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em I get 'em (uh huun) I stick 'em I switch 'em I ditch 'em (that's how I stick 'em babe) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em (get 'em, I stick 'em, I switch 'em, I ditch 'em) I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em, I - IIIII - IIIII - IIIII get 'em I get 'em (uh huun) I stick 'em I switch 'em I ditch 'em (that's how I stick 'em babe) [Verse two: Cha Cha] You might ketch me in Bahamas, when I'm loungin' wit him Tell him bring the Condoms wit him, like he gon hit 'em Know I always liein' a little, bullsh** him Tell his a** lye on the pillow, let him feel 'em Pop dom wit him, and roll up (?) wit him Create bonds wit him, but I don't wined up wit him I just stack my cake, hair back to the states Know it's two case, like "Oh yea, by the way..." I'M A HUSLA BABE And you just got played Thanks for the trip, I just got payed That's what you get, tryin' a hotel Sees-po-lease I tax for the stress when it's (?) to invest Wynnin', we kissin' (?) Why we can't undress? That's when I lie "It's not you, it's the PMS" I reverse the game You should rehearse the same I always dig at your nollage So I dig at your wallets This is how [Hook] X2 [Verse three: Cha Cha] These n***as deserve Oscars, better yet Grammies They all sing the same damn song for the panties From Mike, Donald and Danny, down in Miami To Nate from Pinstate Even California Randy And DJ like (?) from New York and L.A. He from around D.C. but be in V.A. So, from Cha-City to Detroit Rock City They all say the same lines (???????) Get it [Hook] 2X [Cha Cha] "C.-see-H-A"(repeat until fades) Cha Cha None stop Uh huh RockHead, drop that beat Uh. . make these motherf**as breath to it {breaths deeply} Yea I like that Lets go Uh huh 2010 Uh huh Hot sh** Hot sh** Hot sh** Hot sh**