Mcqueen Street - Stick It Lyrics
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Stick It
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What Are The Lyrics For Stick It By Mcqueen Street?
I know the teasers, I know the queens
But I need something that is right in between I like the bitches on the south side I like those girls cause they can rock I've heard it time and time again You play with fire you can never win Don't you think that I can taste it? Get down and kick it in Stick it, you're so right Don't want no rats in my cellar tonight Stick it, you're gonna shake Why don't you stick it, stick it tonight I'm sick of posers, I'm sick of dweebs They don't know nothing about what's fueling me I hate the leeches in the dance clubs I need a place where I can rock I've said it time and time again You start the fire you can always win And don't you know I'm gonna change it Look out, I'm coming in Stick it, you're so right Don't want no rats in my cellar tonight Stick it, you're gonna shake Why don't you stick it, stick it tonight Sometimes I walk these streets at night Thinking, I don't know how much more I can take Sometimes I just want to tell somebody to piss off I'm not some two faced punk That gets his kicks out of playing for free I'm just a genuine product of the working class Stick it, you're so right Don't want no rats in my cellar tonight Stick it, you're gonna shake Why don't you stick it, stick it tonight |
Who Wrote Stick It By Mcqueen Street?
Chris Welsh, Derek Welsh, Michael Powers, Richard Hatcher
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What's The Duration Of The Stick It By Mcqueen Street?The duration of Stick It is 3:41 minutes and seconds. |
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