Sticky Icky Too Late Lyrics

Too Late Lyrics

Verse one







Someone fill me in on da 411



This bitch keeps telling me 2 go n' cum



I do mean to be rude



Y shud I put up wit her bull?



Walked in on her n ma friend



Damn I had da ring in ma hand



Shit, ama pop him,



Watch this grand stand



Sparks flying, ama bring ma band



Oh shit, he gonna leave canned



Ama surely go after you



N take back all ma jewels



U beta lay down, lemme show u



How ma pimp hand is way strong



Or would u prefer to get stoned



As for ya scrub nigga



Ill show him later da trigga



Baby I brought u in



N' showed ya all da Gucci thangs



U was a rowdy chick



Hanging out wit this prick



I saw u sucking his dick



Shit u think am thick



Fuck this shit



I aint gon' bring this hit.







Chorus







Its too late now



U fucked wit him now



Its too late now



We done now



Its too late now



Oh shit, we real done now



I sed oh shit



We real done now.







Verse two







I aint gon' lie, it hurts



Feels like am drowning in a tub



Shit all da pains' been rubbed



But ama get him at da club



We met up at a stall



POW! How cud he fall



He was against da wall



I created a bullet hole



Da size of a mall



Not dead yet, started to crawl



People started to panic



Police came after da call



They came n handcuffed me



Its ova now, I aint free!







Chorus







Its too late now



I fucked up now



Its too late now



Am done now



Its too late now



Oh shit, am real done now



I sed oh shit



Am real done now.







Verse three







Days go by, I look at my clock



N' am still stuck up in dis rock



I wonder how's ma stock



Not to mention ma flock



Keepin' away from dat traitorous sock



Damn what a bad mock



Its like they just fitted da nock



They scratched out ma life like chock



4 years witout a bitch to suck ma cock



Prison food is just like crock



Feels like u got a real knock



Leaving me emotionally scared, like a pock



Being in here is like a game of jock



Or maybe a touch of hock



They make u feel small like a puck



Real world here, jail there, middle a dock



But when I get out, ill look 4 her in New York



While a sip on a lil bit of bock



She'll be asking me, wad up doc?







Chorus







Its too late now



Outta jail now



Its too late now



Ur real done now



Its too late now



Oh shit, I know u did it now



I sed oh yeah



So watchu gonna do now?