Released: November 16, 2004
Songwriter: Mike Fratantuono George Pajon Jr. Terence Yoshiaki will.i.am Jaime Gomez apl.de.ap
Producer: will.i.am
[Intro]
The sticky
[Refrain]
The sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, the sticky
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, yeah
[Verse 1]
Approachin' you with funk that'll beat you down
You dizzy off the sight, tipsy off the sound
The sound is the B-E-P, the crew
We comin' up with ****, that's resemblin' glue
(And what about the people that's hatin'?) Stop, look
If you don't understand the future or the hop
Here, let me spell it to you, W-L
The new foreign funk (Yeah, funk for real)
I'm just keepin' it raw
Makin' y'all motherf****** have a ball
Girls can have the balls like all the time
Always, always
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell these motherf******, I'm sicker than you
Always, always (Yeah)
Always, always (The sticky)
Always, always
[Chorus]
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
[Verse 2]
I'm on the rhyme in the beats, of course
I vibrate the baby, shake your ass off-course
I'm from the B-E-P, the crew
We comin' up with rhythms, that's resemblin' glue
(And what about the people that's hatin'?) Quit, look
This is the rebirth of the hip
We hit a motherf***** in the face with raps
That's why brothers be carryin' them bullets and gats
They ain't got the gift to go skill for skill
I ain't got the ignorance to go steal for steal
But the girls can feel the seal like all the time
Always, always
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell these motherf******, I'm sicker than you
Always, always (Yeah)
Always, always (The sticky)
Always, always
[Chorus]
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
[Post-Chorus]
The sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, yeah
[Bridge]
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
[Verse 3]
Nope, we don't stop
It's special when I'm sicker than you
You wanna know the reason why I'm sicker than you?
'Cause I'm comin' up with rhythms that's resemblin' glue
Yep, I'm comin' up with lyrics that's resemblin' sap
And you're connected by the ear, 'cause I'm sticky like that
Stayin' sticky like Mrs. Butterworth's, stayin' sticky like ghetto duct tape
That fixes **** in your house that don't work
It's the sticky way
That makes you wanna come and come around the way
I said we drop the, uh, that make all y'all stick
Always, always
[Chorus]
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
That sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
[Post-Chorus]
The sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, yeah
The sticky
The sticky
[Refrain]
The sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, the sticky
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, yeah
[Verse 1]
Approachin' you with funk that'll beat you down
You dizzy off the sight, tipsy off the sound
The sound is the B-E-P, the crew
We comin' up with ****, that's resemblin' glue
(And what about the people that's hatin'?) Stop, look
If you don't understand the future or the hop
Here, let me spell it to you, W-L
The new foreign funk (Yeah, funk for real)
I'm just keepin' it raw
Makin' y'all motherf****** have a ball
Girls can have the balls like all the time
Always, always
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell these motherf******, I'm sicker than you
Always, always (Yeah)
Always, always (The sticky)
Always, always
[Chorus]
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
[Verse 2]
I'm on the rhyme in the beats, of course
I vibrate the baby, shake your ass off-course
I'm from the B-E-P, the crew
We comin' up with rhythms, that's resemblin' glue
(And what about the people that's hatin'?) Quit, look
This is the rebirth of the hip
We hit a motherf***** in the face with raps
That's why brothers be carryin' them bullets and gats
They ain't got the gift to go skill for skill
I ain't got the ignorance to go steal for steal
But the girls can feel the seal like all the time
Always, always
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell these motherf******, I'm sicker than you
Always, always (Yeah)
Always, always (The sticky)
Always, always
[Chorus]
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
[Post-Chorus]
The sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, yeah
[Bridge]
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
[Verse 3]
Nope, we don't stop
It's special when I'm sicker than you
You wanna know the reason why I'm sicker than you?
'Cause I'm comin' up with rhythms that's resemblin' glue
Yep, I'm comin' up with lyrics that's resemblin' sap
And you're connected by the ear, 'cause I'm sticky like that
Stayin' sticky like Mrs. Butterworth's, stayin' sticky like ghetto duct tape
That fixes **** in your house that don't work
It's the sticky way
That makes you wanna come and come around the way
I said we drop the, uh, that make all y'all stick
Always, always
[Chorus]
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
That sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
I'm comin' up with **** that sticks to you
To you, to you, to him, to her
I'm comin' up with ****, that sticks to y'all
[Post-Chorus]
The sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, da-da
The sticky, the sticky, the sticky, yeah
The sticky
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