Sherm Stick Lyrics

Sherm Stick lyrics

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[Verse 1]

On fo' seven, the helicopter lights nearly blind me

In the south east streets is were you might find me

True bandana, my scanner, and my pager

In the blue 1994 one blazer

And I'm the one all the ho's wanna get wit

Jack Daniel punch and the indo spliff

You don't like the way I kick shit

You can get the dick six fo' three wheelin

Mobbin to the picnic

But somethin's missin, wake up and stop dreamin

Tyshe let's take a ride to the coast to get a demon

Bring it back to Gomper's Park before two

And everybody know what the fuck we gon' do



[Chorus]

We gon smoke a dip, all of it

not a little bit (we gon smoke a sherm stick)

We gon smoke a dip, all of it

not a little bit, we gon smoke a dip (sherm stick)



[Verse 2]

In the men's bathroom, fool let me have room

So I light it right, so it won't go boom

I took fo' hard hits, and passed it to the next man

Now it seems like I got powers like the X-men

Sittin on the curb, for four fuckin hours dog

Thinkin bout my homie in the pen, lil boss hog

Damn near dead, bout to head to the tilt

My homegirl woke me up, wit a carton of milk

I'm glad I didn't get caught slippin when I was sleepin

On them fools on the otherside who call themselve's creepin

But see sucka, gangs a nation crew

And everybody knows what the fuck we gon do



[Chorus]



Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip

Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip

(Sherm stick)



[Verse 3]

I flips the ill gangsta shit on the worst day

Bitches sayin go bullet lock it's ya birthday

My homie b.k., threw a party and we got there late

You know I had to make them ho's wait

And when I arrived, the whole shit was in a trance

niggaz gettin bong out, muthafucka a dance

Haha, gettin ready for the next batch

My homie's asshole naked, doin the muthafuckin cabbage patch

niggaz throwin up, it's a part of growin up

My piss test is straight, it ain't shit showin up

So duck, cause the next busta might be you

Now all y'all niggaz know what my crew bout to do



[Chorus]



Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip

Everybody that like to fuck, throw ya hands up, we gon smoke a dip



Yeah, this for y'all niggaz out there, and y'all bitches out there

Smokin that border, rest in peace big tray dogg, much love loc