Limp Bizkit

Limp Bizkit - Stuck lyrics

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Psycho female blowin up the phone line 
you need to tighten that screw, it`s been loose for a long time 
I`ve been slammed with some bad luck soon I`m gonna bring you doom with the buck
buck and now you duck duck goose 
I`m lettin` loose with the thirty odd freestyle labeled hostile by my profile 
must be all the madness you and all your tactics jonesin for my cash 
got to make them pockets super phat 
hey I`m a humble man kicking out the jams like a tramp I`m gonna stick it like a stamp 
to this business what`s with all the business I get paid to take the microphone 
and slay the stage stay away from all the bros. in my band 
and all the fans and all my friends 
is when the cash is coming in or i`ll be slammin them balls to the wall with the ink on my flesh 
and the yes, yes y`all no 9 to 5, I`ll still survive 
I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ that`s all we need 
another bad seed planted on this earth motivated by greed 
{chorus} 
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash 
it`s your ass that I`m blasting boy 
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash 
it`s your ass that I`m blasting you`re bad luck
you`re so...stuck stuck 
deep down in that hole again 
stuck you got your brain on my green again stuck
you`re so, you`re so, you`re so stuck in your head 
you don`t even know all I wanted was a Pepsi, 
just one Pepsi far from suicidal still I get them tendencies bringing back them memories 
that I really miss when I reminisce 
rocking back in the `80`s live my attitude to do or die once I was a maggot 
now I`m just super fly bound for the boundaries 
no limits G phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny 
your style`s in my pocket proclaimed to regain that essence pressin cause i`m hostile labeled by my profile in deed I am I am indeed hostile when it 
comes to greed {chorus} aw yeah, ain`t nutin` like a greedy bitch 
diggin`, diggin`, diggin`, diggin`, diggin` 
so deep for that green 
all I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head 
I got a little problem, 
just one question, 
beyatch
why, why you wanna be like that why, 
why you gotta be like that 
you wanna be like that why, why you wanna be like that - 2x why, why you gotta be like that why, 
why you wanna be like that, 
why the fuck you wanna be like that why, 
why you gotta be like that, 
why the fuck you wanna be like that why, why, why, why, why you gotta be why, why, why, 
you wanna be like that why, why, why 
you gotta dig in my business you fucking whore 
stuck on yourself, you are you take a dash for my cash 
it`s your ass that I`m blasting 
stuck on yourself, you whore you take a dash for my cash, 
it`s your ass that I`m blasting you`re bad luck, you`re so...
stuck stuck deep down in that hole again, 
stuck you got your brain on my green again 
stuck, you`re so, you`re so, you`re so 
stuck in your head you don`t even know live on tape beyatch, 
don`t fuck with us
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Author: Fred Durst, Limp Bizkit

Composer: ?

Publisher: Flip Records (2)

Details:

Released in: 1996

Language: English

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