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Tyler, The Creator – Sticky (Ft. GloRilla, Lil Wayne & Sexyy Red) Lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Ugh
Poppin’ that shit, get you hit quick fast
Niggas poppin’ off and niggas steppin’ on the gas
Pop that shit like I’m poppin’ some gum
Who the fuck you talkin’ to, ho? I ain’t the one

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator, Tyler, The Creator & Crowd]
It’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
Bitch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
Bro, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
Bitch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
See, I’m a Westside nigga from the Zone (What’s goin’ on, nigga?)
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knockin’ at the door (Knockin’ at the door, oh)
I keep that maintenance on hip ’cause I keep on my fits
Nigga, give a fuck ’bout pronouns, I’m that nigga and that bitch

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator, Tyler, The Creator & Crowd]
It’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
Bitch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
Bro, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
Bitch, it’s gettin’ sticky, sticky, sticky
Stick that shit, sticky, sticky, stickies, bitch

[Verse 2: GloRilla]
Uh, lit-ass bitches, steppers, I need poppin’ shit
Fly as fuck, niggas ride with that motion, I be in the cut
Sneaky link, she say that’s her nigga, I don’t give a fuck
These bitches tryna scrap, but I’m knuckin’ if you buckin’, ho

[Chorus: Crowd, GloRilla & Tyler, The Creator]
It’s gettin’ sticky (Yup, yeah)
It’s gеttin’ sticky (Bitch, where they at?)
It’s gеttin’ sticky (Bitch)
It’s gettin’ sticky (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Just let it be, niggas say I ain’t that guy, they must be smoking ketamine
Always talkin’ ’bout potential, bitch, I am the better me
Jack of all trades, name a nigga who ahead of me
Must be God instead of me

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator, Crowd, Tyler, The Creator & Crowd & Sexyy Red]
Bitch, it’s gettin’ sticky
Yeah, it’s gettin’ sticky (Yo, where they at?)
It’s gettin’ sticky (Lame-ass nigga)
Bitch, it’s gettin’ sticky (It’s Sexyy, yeah)

[Verse 4: Sexyy Red]
Sexyy in this bitch, Tyler in this bitch, we turnt as fuck (Northside)
Bitches mad, but can’t beat my ass, ho, run it up (Yeah)
I don’t fight for my respect, bitch, I fight for dick (You fight for the kids off the streets)
Fah-fah-fah-fah, baby girl, I’m finna rock yo’ shit

[Chorus: Crowd & Tyler, The Creator]
It’s gettin’ sticky (Fuck that bitch, I’ll slut yo’ ho)
It’s gettin’ sticky (Nigga, fuck that bitch, I’ll slut yo’ ho)
It’s gettin’ sticky (Nigga, fuck that bitch, I’ll slut yo’ ho)
It’s gettin’ sticky (Fuck that trick, I’ma—)
It’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch

[Verse 5: Lil Wayne]
Sticky situation (Yeah), discombobulation
Caught me red-handed, palms itchin’ like rosacea
Standin’ like ovation on business occupation
Drippin’ condensation, gotta whisper conversations

[Chorus: Crowd & Lil Wayne]
It’s gettin’ sticky (Tunechi)
It’s gettin’ sticky (It’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch)
It’s gettin’ sticky (Chromakopia, Chromakopia)
It’s gettin’ sticky (Chroma—)
Bring out that mop, grab that mop, I got something, bitch (Mm, I got—)

[Refrain: Tyler, The Creator]
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Mm)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Ro-ro-ro)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Yeah, that dog tooth)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch

[Verse 6: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah, bitch, I’m outside wit’ it (Mm, uh), tell them niggas I did it
Allergies to bum niggas, I see you, my eye’s itchin’
This shit regular (Hey), regular (Hey), regular (Ho), all that shit be regular
Ahead of ya, I’m better, baby, check the vehicle
LaFerrari (Mhm), niggas sour (Mhm)
I can fit ten-hundred thousand in these trousers (Mhm)
All that pillowtalkin’ stayin’ away from coma (Mhm)
A homewrecker, I’ve been fuckin’ who I wanna
Okay, big dick nigga, big stompin’ through your town
All the bi bitches know the fuck is goin’ down
That’s a bet, skip the sex, ride my face, break my neck, fuck now
Who swingin’ like [?], fuck that aiming bot
Hittin’ everything that’s in my way, fuck what they talkin’ ’bout
I been gettin’ off like holiday, man, put some paper out
Fuck, I’m payin’ bank accounts (Uh), Louis V, say my name, we ain’t worth the same amount, boy

[Refrain: Tyler, The Creator & Solange]
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Oh)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Oh, sticky)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Oh)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Oh)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Oh)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah; oh)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch (Oh)
Better find a mop, it’s gettin’ sticky in this bitch

[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Sticky, sticky, sticky (Oh no, no, no), stick
Sticky (Sticky)