[chorus] 
I gotta big weed stash, pocket full of cash 
Just seen a big ol' ass, it's saturday 
Sticky, icky, icky, icky 
Sticky, icky, icky, icky 
System on blast, cops just pass 
Just seen a big ol' ass, it's saturday 
Sticky, icky, icky, icky 
Sticky, icky, icky, icky 

[verse 1: ludacris] 
Grease don't pop on the stove no more, moved on up 
Double shot hennesey fill my cup 
Luda choke smoke in a big black truck 
Should i wild out, what the fuck?! 
Act like my rims ain't clean 
How you gonna ack like my neck don't bling? 
Haters get sprayed like aftro-sheen 
But they don't never really wanna pop them thangs 
Cane, cane sugar man luda don't go 
And i stop at a light, pull off so slow 
But i'm out for the night, so pass that dro 
So, daddy come home in a cadillac brome, cadillac brome 
Now don't it sound absurd 
Claim college park where they flip them birds 
Trick car alarms, then bend them curves 
Chop chop, chunk it up fat man herb 

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[verse 2: ludacris] 
It's illegal bout the plants in my backyard grow, that's my bud 
Smoke 'til ya drop out, that's my luck 
Keep a couple rolled and i hit the club in the back door, nigga what?! 
Act like i don't make cloud, how you gonna act like i don't get loud? 
How you gonna act like i don't rock crowds? 
And leave a lot of people with a gap tooth smile 
If i recollect right then you sound like dirt 
But, i guess what you really don't know don't hurt 
With a vest, and a pump hear the shot gun 
My folks on the block, man, they got that word (they got that word) 
Don't it smell so good, in southwest where they rep that hood 
Protect your chest, they up to no good 
And come through flossin, they wish y'all would 

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[verse 3: ludacris] 
Worldwide hustlers get that dough 
Work that tip, get rid of evidence, move that brick 
Keep a d eagle with an extra clip 
Think it ain't so, suck a dick! 
Act like i just do rap 
How you gonna act like i just ain't strapped? 
How you gonna act like i don't push lacs? 
Black eldorado, fifth wheel on back! 
Ichy finger trigger, man, luda don't squeeze 
With a mac, with a glock i'ma make 'em say please 
In the back, on block so the cops they freeze 
And i'm so high, i think i got a nose bleed, you gotta nose bleed? 
Don't it smell so sweet? 
In decatur, where they pack that heat 
And rob neighbors in the night creep, creep 
I'll see you later we'll be in them streets... 

[chorus: repeat 2x]