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easta pank - ruben slikk lyrics

[intro: ruben slikk & takeoff]
two*two cups filled up with easter pink (hoeboss)
two*two cups filled up with easter pink (hoeboss, finance, finance, cumlord)
two*two cups filled up with easter pink (hoeboss, hoeboss, hoeboss)
two*two cups filled up with easter pink (hoeboss, finance, finance, cumlord)

[verse 1: ruben slikk]
lean, white xan, roxy, cotton, hot
got a n*gga tummy so rotten, knot
drugs in my wallet keep poppin’ out
if you really want this money, n*gga, probably not
n*ggas steady actin’ but it’s all just talk
if you f*ckin’ wit’ my package, ho, it’s off them rocks
a broke bitter b*tch make a soft ass c*ck
like i do a diehard, ho, drop a fat knot
n*ggas ain’t ashamed, chop and screw, crack rock
in the spoon, on the stove how i’m gettin’ my guap
let a n*gga rob then i’m lettin’ off shots
all the monеy and the b*tches of mine off top
scoopin’ all thе yola like an icecream shop
nose drippin’ blood [?]
big d*ck pills, all of them i pop
you ain’t gotta know it but your b*tch gon’ bop

[chorus: ruben slikk]
slikk, slikk, codeine
d*ck slanger of the century
slikk, slikk, codeine
d*ck slanger of the century
slikk, slikk, codeine
d*ck slanger of the century
slikk, slikk, slikk, slikk, slikk, codeine
uh, slamgod of the century
[verse 2: ruben slikk]
slamgod n*gga came through wit’ the ho’s on my d*ck
drinkin’ liquor wit’ a bad ass b*tch
got a bad ho who wanna suck d*ck
but she don’t ’cause she scared that her t**th so big
ho [?] suck the godd*mn d*ck without usin’ all them t**th
b*tch got braces in her motherf*ckin’ mouth
but the b*tch still put her f*ckin’ mouth on me
came in the motherf*ckin’ party
see them ho’s b*ttnaked and they all f*ckin’ droppin’ ot
b*tch want the big ass d*ck
’cause the n*gga got the hmobb, n*gga, and the extra d*ck
dope, dope, dope, what you want, ho?
so you better take it to the crib, get naked, dumb ho
had to put the motherf*ckin’ d*ck up in your mouth
and let me nut up on your titty and all up in your skull
all up in your skull
all up in your motherf*ckin’ circle, in your brain, b*tch
lemme bust a nut, b*tch
cum in her motherf*ckin’ nostrils
make the ho snort cum off the table when i nut in a towel
yeah, nutted in a towel, make the b*tch snort that sh*t all off
make the b*tch snort that cum out the towel
make the b*tch snort my load
thugged out n*gga and i march wit’ the ho’s
in the godd*mn muhf*ckin’ strip
motherf*ckin’ blade wit’ the b*tch
b*tch better make a pimp rich
triple six motherf*ckin’ gang
muhf*ckin’ got ho’s on my d*ck, my n*gga
pistol in my motherf*ckin’ lap
finna k!ll a n*gga just for f*ckin’ wit’ my skrilla
n*gga like k!llin’ people more than other n*ggas
’cause it ain’t no like no feelin’
it ain’t like no feelin’ when it ain’t really no feelings
funny how a n*gga said feelings
soulless n*gga, yeah, f*ck feelings
got a bad b*tch on my d*ck
so you know i’m gettin’ money when i’m back up in the buildin’
for the yayo, my n*gga
lemme just get them sniffles
lemme just get them sniffles
lemme just get them sniffles
yeah, i’m gonna k!ll this n*gga
just so i could get them sniffles
just so i could get these sniffles
just so i could get these sniffles
had to k!ll a n*gga just to get the sniffles
got the cocaine, got the skittles
tummy rumblin’ while we taking hits
set the f*ckin’ crackrock, white, white, white, white
droppin’ sh*t all out wit’ a b*tch, godd*mn
n*gga so muhf*ckin’ numb, can’t f*ck
sike, n*gga got v**gr* on deck
n*gga gonna smoke that crack, smoke that crack
pop the pill then f*ck this b*tch
n*gga got a big d*ck, so i’m finna f*ck the b*tch
n*gga [?]
all up in the motherf*ckin’ sky
[?]
cookin’ f*ckin’ sh*t wit’ my b*tch
and she buck ass naked no reason just like nino brown
but i ain’t nino brown, n*gga, i ain’t stingy
’cause i will lay a motherf*ckin’ p*ssy cracker down
[?] motherf*ckers die wit’ the four*five
finna motherf*ckin’ make a n*gga sound
n*gga know where the f*ck a n*gga is
’cause a n*gga talkin’ ’bout big money all the f*ckin’ time
on the f*ckin’ corner on the grind
wit’ the f*ckin’ downsight, yeah, n*ggas got a whole pound
pound of the weed, but i don’t sell weed
only white, so i’m smokin’ [?]
real thug n*gga

- ruben slikk lyrics

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