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propr boyz - gold teeth lyrics

[intro: ruben slikk]
slikk, slikk, codeine
slikk, slikk, mclean
slikk, slikk, slikk, codeine

[verse 1: ruben slikk]
i’m sipping that lean with my grill and my chickens
she slurping that d+ck like i’m slurping my spit
popping my p’s to the boppers that flock to my c+ck
and these bars, don’t be talking ’bout sh+t
satanic prayers, they written in marker
my thoughts getting darker like ink on my skin
n+ggas pretend to have dreams to get farther
and don’t even bother to put the work in
word to my papa for making harder
it darken my skin, i’m a product of sin
answer my father who taught me to talk to my partners
and boss ’em to floss on a b+tch
evil revolver to solve all my problems
i’ll murder ’em down, they ain’t tracing a b+tch
and i’m smoking on cannabis laced with nose candy
while crashing on xanax and chain+smoking cigs
cspg+izzle, got hoe’s on them skittles
she speakin’ in riddles, she yearn for the kid
earn for the kid
copping some adderall, yayo and purple to burn for the kid
golden ass d+ck
with precious diamonds absorbing my sight when i’m talking my sh+t
spiritually awesome, got hoe’s like a brothel
the gold on my gums change the flavor of spit
how lame can you get?
n+ggas i know put your back to the floor, sn+tch ya grill out your lips
on ghb, dumping cap after cap ’til i’m seeing all black like a solar eclipse
bi+polar and schiz’
anti+depressants i have in my system i stole from your b+tch
i’m holding my d+ck
shining a light and the girls are excited, my mind go to jail
[chorus: a$ap rocky]
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th

[verse 2: deezy dolla]
ayy, gold grill shawty like my name juice
i get a freak to ride me like a caboose
ask my n+gga salty, all my n+ggas shoot
i got k!llers right beside me and they do the fool
spit it the realest, you know i got game
deezy lil’ dolla, you know i got change
the money, the money, it stay on my brain
skeeted and skirted, then left her a stain
right on her dress, right on her blouse
suns going up, she’s going down
whipping the benz, she drive me around
on my side of town with a bag of that loud
do it, i do it, i told you i do it
running through the check like it ain’t nothin’ to it
get it, i get it, i told you i got it
if she got money i’m all in her wallet
all in her pocket, she act like a bank
f+ckin’ her brain off winning this game
all of my n+ggas rock golds on our chains
all of my n+ggas too real for the game
[chorus: a$ap rocky & mike dece]
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th (yes, mike dece)
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th (propr boyz, jesus boyz, yo)

[verse 3: mike dece]
golden grill shorty, i get her so h+rny
when i be destroying that f+cking tw+t
ask her about me, there’s gold in my mouthpiece
i pop purple downies and smoke a lot
tab of the acid got me flabbergasted
i’m thankful it lasted, and let me cop
more of them sh+ts ’cause i over+popped
twenty+five tablets in every shot
satanic passages, b+tches in caskets
and lysergic acid mix into my cup
people like me just cannot give no f+cks
run a b+tch over really with my truck
wh0re in the back rolling entire sacks
and you know for a fact she’s covered in my nut
dumping my load all up, up in thy c+nt
fighting is wasteful, i pray for my gun
please stop jacking my st++z
don’t act like you made this sh+t up, it was me
got purple ass trees, abundant with me
and i smoke the strongest, i’m sure you agree
i got all the bombs, and i plant ’em like seeds
from all this tyranny i will succeed
now i will proceed to receive from this greed
put in my grill and then f+cking secede, b+tch
[chorus: a$ap rocky]
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th
shout+out my parolees and i smoke that og
kush motherf+ck’ the police, all my n+ggas rock gold t++th

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