Stick Girl Clipse

[Intro: Pusha T]
Yo-yo
You know I told you
You know I told you
I got a girl, ma
Yo, yo-yo
I got a girl, ma

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Kind of dramatic, her eye contact was sporadic
I stared so long that not to blink's really magic
Situation turned tragic, mission - undress
It seems for me to be a force of habit
Yo, the ill twist, my girl finds out
She'll slit her wrist, so play your position
You the stick girl to laugh at with my chick girl
The trick girl, tennis shoe after I hit girl
OK, your perspective connects with my objective
Soon together we'll make the form of collective
Collaborate, for my friends you'll have to masturbate
Another incentive just to ensure that you graduate
On to the next one and the next one, throughout the crew
To sever the ties 'tween me and you
The lust turn to love, so push turn to shove
Out the door you gon' be, rain dance like a Comanche