Album on Missionary
Track 12 on Missionary
Featuring
K.A.A.N. & Cocoa Sarai
Sticcy Situation Lyrics
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Boom
Yeah
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Fuck formalities, brand new strategy
A nigga booked everywhere, but here is where I’d rather be
Baggin’ up my sanity, purple strain, vanity
Another casualty, bad bitch under my canopy
I know you new to this, baby, but understandably
I’m true to this ludicrous shit, so tell me what’s your fantasy?
The panderin’, slanderin’, none of that shit damage me
The man you see is nothin’ compared to the man I plan to be
Uh, yeah, nigga, look at Daddy Warbucks
Huh, I prolly had your auntie on my tour bus
Multi-Platinum gangsta shit, who did it before us?
Just another motherfuckin’ California gold rush
Blue strip, red light district with my toes up
Bеtter late than nevеr, just be glad a nigga showed up
Wheels spinnin’ in the intersection doin’ donuts
Waitin’ for me to fall, don’t get your motherfuckin’ hopes up
Bitch, please
[Chorus: K.A.A.N., Cocoa Sarai & Both]
I know you want it
Here come your moment
Just get up on it, ride, ride, ride
Murder, he wrote it, I can’t control it
I’m tryna do this every night, night, night
Bitches watchin’, niggas hatin’
Havin’ broke-ass conversations
I been rollin’, I been smokin’
Doc prescribe that medication
In the book of niggalations
Thou shall not fuck with my paper
If I find out your location
It’s gon’ be a sticky situation
(Sticky-icky-icky)
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[Post-Chorus: Snoop Dogg & Cocoa Sarai]
Tryna get higher
Yeah, huh, bitch, you tryna throw somethin’,
show somethin’, roll somethin’
Tryna get higher
These bitches tryna pour somethin’
Shit, I’m tryna smoke somethin’
[Interlude]
Warning, the surgeon general of Compton,
California has now determined that the
sounds you are about to hear may be devastating to your ear
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Uh, what goes around comes around
It’s the big bad wolf back to blow your house down
Huffin’ and puffin’, I’m smokin’ somethin’ world renowned
If you sniffin’, hit somethin’ different just for the bloodhounds
Uh, know it’s a lot to ingest
Let me let you catch your breath, a nigga ’bout to two-step (Yeah)
With this devil in the blue dress
Your flight leaves at 8, her flight lands at 9
My game just rewinds, who’s next?
Call my shit the Playboy mansion
And I’m Snoop Heff, snow bunnies with loose necks
Yeah, a nigga blew a few checks, livin’ with no regrets
This is what I do best
Evidently, it’s exactly what it’s meant to be
The crime of the century
Niggas should know by now
You can’t get rid of me
I’m the epitome
Moppin’ up top tiers
Ain’t showin’ no sympathy
[Outro: Cocoa Sara & K.A.A.N.]
Uh, ooh, ooh
They say I’m heartless (They say I’m heartless)
Too real too often (Too real too often)
Fuck that, guess what
Bitch, it’s not that difficult (Nigga, what?)
Ooh (Haha)
What guilty conscience? (What guilty conscience?)
I’ma win regardless (I’ma win regardless)
Fuck that, guess what
Bitch, it’s not that difficult
Bitch, it’s not that difficult
Bitch, it’s not that difficult