Mansa - Stick Up lyrics

[Produced by Mansa] [Intro: Sage the Gemini] Hands up, man down, we ain't playin' round Hands up, man down, we ain't playin' round [Verse 1: Lucky Daye] Huh, hands up in the air boy freeze Everyone drop to yo knees Listen up very closely Please no false move, cause I promise I'll squeeze This is now property of Double G Tell me who 'round here been hatin' on me Cause boy I'm the sickest to ever do it Since they came with the fluid I thought you knew it Who the f** is foolin' I got 'em droolin' I'm gettin' money like I'm Jewish These boys p**y got estrogen in your fluids Any problem arise, like new edition, I cool it The game changed, no brains, I'm insane No lames In my gang, can't hang where I hang And you knowin' that I'm with it Yeah, you knowin' imma' finish On the stove and I'm whippin' First I cook it then I flip it [Hook x2: Sage the Gemini] Who the f** said I ain't gon' pull up? Who the f** said this ain't no stick up? Hands up, man down, we ain't playin' round here Hands up, man down, we ain't playin' round here [Verse 2: Sage the Gemini] I pull up and let go, like I'm indecisive All black, Batman and they robbin', I don't even need a sidekick You know who you say you is I can tell you don't know who you playin' wit' The type to skin a n***a face on the elevator Press the top floor, here I'm giving out face lifts [Verse 3: Lucky Daye] No middle man, split a man down the middle n***as think I'm joking 'til I give that a** a riddle Show up on your TV with two swivels in my dibbles If you don't get any time, imma' mu'fukin k** 'em Start roasting n***as, for running with pigs Show up to your funeral like yeah look what I did Proud of myself, don't f** with the quite kid I took it there, you took me there Like that once on my idea [Hook x2: Sage the Gemini] Who the f** said I ain't gon' pull up? Who the f** said this ain't no stick up? Hands up, man down, we ain't playin' round here Hands up, man down, we ain't playin' round here