Clipse - Stick Girl lyrics

[Intro: Pusha T] 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 [Verse 1: Pusha T] 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 between me and you The lust turn to love, so push turn to shove Out the door you gon' be, rain dance like a Comanche [Hook: Pusha T] 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) [Verse 2: Malice] Yo, as a matter of fact, my girl type all that So loud talk, making scenes, it can't be like 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 a** 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 [Hook] [Verse 3: Pusha T] 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... [Verse 4: Malice] 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 s** 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 [Hook] {X2} [Outro: Pusha T] Stick girl Stick girl Stick girl I know I told you, had a girl ma (ha, ha) Stick girl