Draped in designer, I’m sticky as hell I can do bad on my own and good by myself I never needed no help I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there If you need me, lil' nigga, I’m still gon' be here My vision was blurry and now I see clear You wouldn’t

All you people you got to know The devil’s harvest is sweet to grow With the blossom your troubles go Forget about your sticky icky icky icky hydro I was gathering the crops across the fields What happened to me baby, you won’t believe I was picking up

M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss M-hmm, I keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss (Drip, drip, so slick, that's my lipgloss) Baby boy, gon' rot your teeth like what? Yeah, you know I'm sugary sweet Oh, damn (oh, damn) That flavor, flavor so good

You want 'em? I got 'em, dripping like water Uh! (the candy man!) E-40! Sticky icky! Snoop Dogg! DPG, MC Eiht, Goldie Loc

You tic tock on me Baby I love it like dat I want you move hard on me Move cautiously Baby sometimes on the spot Baby you drop it like dat I want you to move slow to me Cautiously, baby I love it like dat

Sticky, icky, icky, icky Just seen a big ol' ass, (it's Saturday) I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash System on blast, cops just pass Grease don't pop on the stove no more, moved on up Double shot Hennessey fill my cup Luda choke smoke in a big

On this road to happiness? It's the wild unknown It's a ball-and-chain We keep drivin' anyway Is the future that we're chasin' Worth the right-nows that we miss Beliefs are sticky things On this road to happiness It's a no end destination

Get your lighters, roll that sticky, let's get higher (Let's get high). Got that blueberry yum yum and it's that fire (It's that fire). Think I'ma try something that I ain't, that I ain't never did before on this one Got a lil' bit of blueberry yum yum,

Pour some sugar on me Ooh in the name of love Pour your sugar on me Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet Break the bubble, break it up C'mon fire me up Ooh I can't get enough I'm hot, sticky sweet Hey, hey, hey

It's full of all them little bones Nothing's dead down here Baby, eat this chicken slow Happy hour, happy hour is here It's just a little tired Little bones It gets so sticky down here Better butter your cue-finger up It's the start of another new year