Sticky Icky

Ey little Jones

Know what we tell these boys when they're camping out with those blunts, right?

We sell em' puff puff pass - with your pussy ass -

I said, puff puff pass, with your pussy ass -

I smell that sticky icky

Who got that sticky icky

I've got that sticky, icky, icky icky -

I smell that sticky icky

Who got that sticky icky

I've got that sticky, icky, icky icky -

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (I do)

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (me too)

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (I do)

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (me too)

You know the drill (break it up)

You know the drill (roll it up)

You know the drill (light it up)

You know the drill (smoke it up)

Now puff puff pass

With your pussy ass

You fucking up the rotation

That thing that burning fast

This ain't a joke, stop playin', I need to smoke

This thing can get dirty

And I ain't talking 'bout sprinkelin' coke

I need that sticky icky

That - Miami crippy

That washington high purple

Watch how that thing'll hurt you

I need that cali-crony

Damn that chico on it

Some of that Seattle super-sonic

Now how you like Nevada

Want it fucked up

That's right, high as a kite

Now roll the next one

And pass me the light

Cause we ready

Fo sho ready

To go ready

To blow, lets go

I smell that sticky icky

Who got that sticky icky

I've got that sticky, icky, icky icky -

I smell that sticky icky

Who got that sticky icky

I've got that sticky, icky, icky icky -

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (I do)

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (me too)

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (I do)

I smell that sticky (oh yeah)

Who got that sticky (me too)