SkiBs - Stickin' To My Ways lyrics

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SkiBs - Stickin' To My Ways lyrics

[Verse 1: SkiBs] Hey yo, I walked up with a spliff in my hand I rock up with these people saying “SkiBs is the man”, like goddamn f**ing with the dope kids, sippin' on some potion Gotta plan, put it into motion Postin' up cuz' I'm spittin' out a sick song All these rappers are just dudes for me to pick on Rick Ross I don't care what yo' sh** cost I'mma leave you all speechless like a sh** jaw Click pause on the goddamn television I don't need it man, you know I got my own vision So close your eyes little man, I just let'em listen And realize that this music is what you missin' This revolution will not be tolerised' So tell the wives, what you talkin' to me still Trippin' on these weed pills, all we do is eat, chill Even on the come down, I be gettin' freaks still [Hook: SkiBs] No matter what the place And no matter what you say, we lovin' what we make I say come out and play but ya'll just keep it safe Yo I tell you to your face dog I'm stickin' to my ways [Verse 2: SkiBs] Now you say you're bringin' dude with a gat round Like hold up, I'mma ring my man pat down Yo, we don't even give him a pat down Next thing you know ya'll be screaming out Pats down Relax now, cuz' I k** every track, wow Smack down, while I'm fightin' like I'm Pacquiao Thinking I'mma back down and then you black out Now I'm coming through, better move like a fat cow Get a room play it's song in the background Everything I do huge, I attract crowds Little rule, ya'll should try to sue me Gettin' them younger chicks, Hank Moody Californication fornicatin' but in my town Better keep your women close, when I'm ‘round She like me, want me, to get down, yeah, I'm down Well it makes sense, nobody f**s with my sound [Hook: SkiBs] No matter what the place And no matter what you say, we lovin' what we make I say come out and play but ya'll just keep it safe Yo I tell you to your face dog I'm stickin' to my ways [Outro: SkiBs] Yeah, SkiBs, Hong Kong, put it down Stickin' to my ways, gettin' f**ed up in the studio right now It's my birthday tomorrow, we gon' get f**ed up Friday is the next day, 420, you already know Hong Kong chillin'

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