Blicky

Blicky
Song by Fresh X Reckless
Aww
Stick-stick-stick, let it hit-hit-hit
Stick-stick-stick, let it hit-hit-hit
Stick-stick-stick, let it hit-hit-hit
My blicky up on the dresser
My blicky up in the trunk
Hm, ain't no set up, hm-ah, ain't no set up
Blicky on the dresser, nah, I can't let up
Any other hater, 'cause critics they debaters
Critiquing how I'm living, I'm retarded, like my 'pendant
It's a stick (a stick), let it hit (uh, hit)
Now you talkin' perjury, you come in here, that's it
My blick (my blick), my blick, Kiana
Hmm-ah-ah, ah-ah, on the dresser
They say I can't come (come)
Always over dressin' (dress)
Go to war behind her, might confess up
Shoot it on the set-up (grrr)
No, I just can't let up (grrr-grrr)
Mmm, blicky-blicky, rock that bitch, don't need sheller
Comeback 1986 as Bayer, she says "Bae, my favorite player"
Cumming in a new star, we a play
Zero to one hundred, make 'em see the laser
Real estate, uh getcha money, hundred thousand acres
Stick-stick-stick, let it hit-hit-hit
Stick-stick-stick, let it hit-hit-hit
Stick-stick-stick, let it hit-hit-hit
Stick-stick-stick, let it hit-hit-hit
My blicky up on the dresser
My blicky up in the trunk
My blicky up on the dresser
My blicky up in the trunk