Pitbull Ft Jim Jones Sticky Icky Remix Ft Jim Jones Lyrics
            [Pitbull: Talking]
            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 Punk a__
            I Said Puff, Puff, Pass Wit Yo Punk a__
        
            [Hook:]
            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 a__
            U Messin 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 c__e
            I Need That Sticky Icky
            That Miami Crippy
            That Washington High Purple
            Watch Out That Thang Will Hurt U
            I Need That Cali Chronic
            d___ A Chico On It
            Some Of That Seatlle Supersonic
            Will Have U Like I Don't Want It
            Messed 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
        
            [Hook]
        
            [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 In Ya 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
        
            [Hook]
        
            Puff, Puff Pass Wit Yo Punk a__ [x4]
        
            [Hook: Til Beat Fades Out]
        
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