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[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones,
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down
Hey Lil Jon,
U Know What We Tell These Boys
When They Campin Out Wit The Blunt Right
We Tell Em Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Pussy Ass
I Said Puff, Puff, Pass Wit Yo Pussy Ass

[Chorus]
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)

[Verse 1]
U Know Tha Drill
Break It Up
U Know Tha Drill
Roll It Up
U Know Tha Drill
Light It Up
U Know Tha Drill
Smoke It Up
Now Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Punk Ass
U Fuckin; Up The Rotation
That Thang There Burnin Fast
This Ain't A Joke, Stop Playin
I Need To Smoke
This Thang Can Get Dirty
And I Ain't Talkin Bout Sprinklin Coke
I Need That Sticky Icky
That Miami Crippy
That Washington High Purple
Watch Out That Thang Will Hurt U
I Need That Cali Chronic
Damn A Chico On It
Some Of That Seatlle Supersonic
Will Have U Like I Don't Want It
Fucked Up
High As A Kite
Now Roll The Next One
And Pass Me The Light
Cuz We Ready (Fa Sho)
Ready (To Go)
Ready (To Blow)
Let's Roll

[Chorus]
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]
If Thirty's the new Twenty
Patron's The New Henney
Roll In A New Bentley
Blowin Like Two Twenty
That Ain't The Price Of The Car
Now That's A Half Ounce Of Piff Dawg (Purple)
U Gotta Have A Strong Chest Just To Hit The Raw
Or You'll Be Coughin Up A Lung
Harlem Where We From
So Of Course We Gettin Drunk (Twisted)
We Hit The Parties, Poppin Bottles Just For Fun (Ballin)
Smoke weed in yah Club, Call The Coppers
Let Em Come
Miami, Trey 0 Five
We Cop It Out The Bro House (Fo Shizzy)
A Generator, So The Lights Don't Go Out (Two Of Dem)
A Big Profit In That Greenery
We Now Stoppin By The Beach Just For Scenery
When Here It's 45, Up Here It's 65
Meet U In Carolina
Get It For 55 (We Got Them Pounds)
Cuz Everyday We Hustlin
It's Heavy Cake And Druggin It
So Heavyweight We Smuggle It

Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Pussy Ass [x4]

[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones,
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down
Hey Lil Jon,
U Know What We Tell These Boys
When They Campin Out Wit The Blunt Right
We Tell Em Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Pussy Ass
I Said Puff, Puff, Pass Wit Yo Pussy Ass

[Chorus]
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)

[Verse 1]
U Know Tha Drill
Break It Up
U Know Tha Drill
Roll It Up
U Know Tha Drill
Light It Up
U Know Tha Drill
Smoke It Up
Now Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Punk Ass
U Fuckin; Up The Rotation
That Thang There Burnin Fast
This Ain't A Joke, Stop Playin
I Need To Smoke
This Thang Can Get Dirty
And I Ain't Talkin Bout Sprinklin Coke
I Need That Sticky Icky
That Miami Crippy
That Washington High Purple
Watch Out That Thang Will Hurt U
I Need That Cali Chronic
Damn A Chico On It
Some Of That Seatlle Supersonic
Will Have U Like I Don't Want It
Fucked Up
High As A Kite
Now Roll The Next One
And Pass Me The Light
Cuz We Ready (Fa Sho)
Ready (To Go)
Ready (To Blow)
Let's Roll

[Chorus]
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky Icky
Who Got That Sticky Icky
I Got That Sticky Icky, Icky, Icky
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (I Do)
I Smell That Sticky (Oh Yeah)
Who Got That Sticky (Me Too)

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]
If Thirty's the new Twenty
Patron's The New Henney
Roll In A New Bentley
Blowin Like Two Twenty
That Ain't The Price Of The Car
Now That's A Half Ounce Of Piff Dawg (Purple)
U Gotta Have A Strong Chest Just To Hit The Raw
Or You'll Be Coughin Up A Lung
Harlem Where We From
So Of Course We Gettin Drunk (Twisted)
We Hit The Parties, Poppin Bottles Just For Fun (Ballin)
Smoke weed in yah Club, Call The Coppers
Let Em Come
Miami, Trey 0 Five
We Cop It Out The Bro House (Fo Shizzy)
A Generator, So The Lights Don't Go Out (Two Of Dem)
A Big Profit In That Greenery
We Now Stoppin By The Beach Just For Scenery
When Here It's 45, Up Here It's 65
Meet U In Carolina
Get It For 55 (We Got Them Pounds)
Cuz Everyday We Hustlin
It's Heavy Cake And Druggin It
So Heavyweight We Smuggle It

Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Pussy Ass [x4]

Iiiiieee. Icky Thump Whoda Thunk?
Sitting on a Train to Mexico?
Ah Well. Whatta Chump
Well My Head Gotta Bump When I Hit On The Radio
RedHead Senorita Looking Dead Came and Said
"Need a Bed?" En Espanol
I Said, "Gimme a Drink a Water
I'm Gonna 'Sing Around the Collar'
And I Don't Need a Microphone"
<Guitar Solo>
Icky Thump. With a Lump In My Throat Grabbed My Coat
And I Was Freaking I Was Ready To Go!
And I Swear Besides The Hair
She Had：One White Eye And One Black Stare
Lookin' Up Lyin' There
On The Stand Near Her Hand Was A Candy Cane
Black Rum, Sugar Cane, Dry Ice and Something Strange
La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La

<keyboard Solo>
White Americans, What? Nothing Better To Do?
Why Don't You Kick Yourself Out
You're An Immigrant Too
Who's Using Who? What Should We Do?
Well, You Can't Be A Pimp And A Protitute Too

Icky Thump. Handcuffed To A Bunk Robbed Blind Looked Around
And There Was Nobody Else
Left Alone I Hit Myself With A Stone
Went Home And Learned How To Clean Up After Myself

[Verse 1: Anybody Killa]
My teacher always said I wouldn't be nothin'
So I met him in the parking lot said "I'ma killer" and then I rushed him
Sometimes I feel like a nut
Runnin' through the neighborhood, tearin' shit up
Straight jackin' motherfuckers just to smoke a blunt
Sometimes I feel that my head fucked up, and it really sucks
I hear voices tellin' me to do it (Do it)
How would you act if you had to live through it?
Turnin' back on the gat, and I stole me an ounce
Now I'm addicted to the sound of a head gettin' whacked
Do I smoke too much, cause I choke too much?
Are you mad cause I keep stealin' your roaches bro
Yo Mike P! (Yo what's up?) Turn my headphones up
Rude Boy got me stoned from the sticky stuff
Weed's fuckin' with my head, man I'm too damn high
Yo Violent J, you want the rest? (Show you right!)
Man I can smell it in yo pocket (Roll it up)
Sandwich bag filled up like you ain't got enough
Always smoke with your road dogs, don't be shy
Cause when a drought comes, he might be yo main supply
Me and J steady smokin' pounds
So at least have a sack when you see us around (Biatch!)
Like you ain't heard, man we flippin' the scripts
So unlock yo ziplock and let me grab us a spliff
Lyrics

[Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
When I pass it to you, bitch pass it back
Bitches don't smoke for free, where the ass be at?
B-L-A-Z-E, ABK
And we got Esham and Violent J
Juggalos outside in the parking lot
Because y'all know how we get sparked a lot
Got the Faygo Cola with the Vodka twist
And when we all get together we see diamond mist

[Verse 3: Violent J]
I could smoke a stick of dynamite and not be dead (POP!)
I like it cause it fuck with my head
I stay weeded indeed, a killa need it
I can eat it to feed it, proceed and keep it heated
Now who the fuck don't like my flow?
You ain't heard my words will make the beard of a wiseman grow
Hydro, in a good way it fuck with my head
And without it you fucks would be dead
I rhymed dead and head for the 17th time
We double team rhymes, ABK and Violent J
If I loved Shaggy anymore I'd have to be gay
In Californ-i-a, they pull they socks to they knees
NIA, Ninjas In Action we be deez
I like cheese, I'm a serial pleez
I bitch slap fans cause I be a dick like that


I get wicked-wicky-wicky rhymes sick like that
I'm fat and fuzzy and I smell like weed everywhere
My homies call me Smokey The Bear
Tell that pokey beware, don't come near here
Don't dare, unless you wanna see my axe buddy partin' your hair
I'm a Southwest gang bang gangsta boy
Zug Island, Del Ray I aint's ta toy
My boy Nate's the boy, my whole crew busts shots
Until you out like quamay's pokadots
I'm tryin' to smoke a litte somethin' for my dogs who smoke
They only cessed and stressed cause they all too broke
I'm like "bew-bew-bew-bew-bew" with the Anybody Killa
Blowin' Indian tubleweed, we bitch booty feelas
Ghetto scrubs flippin' nubs at thugs
We drown faggots in Faygo tubs and eatin' dead bugs (Ew!)
I'm tryin' to say anything that rhymes
So I can fuck with your head like the cess do mine

[Hook x2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Break it down and roll it up, smokin' blunts all night
Hesitate to hit it too hard, the weed's that tight
Sticky icky situations, dehydrated
Cottonmouth creepin', the game got me faded

[Verse 4: Esham]
I'm in the water with the sharks bleedin'
That's why I be a killa for no reason, speedin'
My flows dope like OZ's and
Crush pounds and trees and, I'm all season
Veteran, no one does it better than they (We)
E and J, (Hey) ABK
And that's my man and them (What's up?)
And I always blow ganj with them
Detroit playas too advanced for them
We buyin' out the bar, we don't dance with them
So if you ever get a chance to glance at them
Baby boy say holla back, answer him
H-U-S-T-L-E-R
Yes, that's what the hell we are
See, me and Blaze, wicked ways
Full body armor, 5000 rounds and about 2 K's
I can walk on water, spit fire and ice
Chinese secrets, makin' wine from rice
Still shoot dice, up against the wall so nice
Still F-U-C-K the po-lice
Think twice like the 3 blind mice
But don't give me no advice
I shine like crystals in the jewelry heist
And still pimp hoes like Heidi Floess

Iiiiieee. Icky Thump Whoda Thunk? Sitting on a Train to Mexico? Ah Well. Whatta Chump Well My Head Gotta Bump When I Hit On The Radio RedHead Senorita Looking Dead Came and Said "Need a Bed?" En Espanol I Said, "Gimme a Drink a Water I`m Gonna `Sing Around the Collar` And I Don`t Need a Microphone" Icky Thump. With a Lump In My Throat Grabbed My Coat And I Was Freaking I Was Ready To Go! And I Swear Besides The Hair She Had：One White Eye And One Black Stare Lookin` Up Lyin` There On The Stand Near Her Hand Was A Candy Cane Black Rum, Sugar Cane, Dry Ice and Something Strange La La La La La La La La La La La La La La White Americans, What? Nothing Better To Do? Why Don`t You Kick Yourself Out You`re An Immigrant Too Who`s Using Who? What Should We Do? Well, You Can`t Be A Pimp And A Protitute Too Icky Thump. Handcuffed To A Bunk Robbed Blind Looked Around And There Was Nobody Else Left Alone I Hit Myself With A Stone Went Home And Learned How To Clean Up After Myself