propr boyz – sugar cubes lyrics
[intro: ruben slikk]
f-ckerrrrrrr. n-ggerrrrrrrrrrr. f-ckerrrrr! n-ggerrrr
[hook: ruben slikk]
my money fit for a jizzboss
i’m whipped up like criss cross
i hit l!cks like sits sauce
and the sugar cubes then get lost
your b-tch got hobossed
your clique is so soft
swagger on my -ss, yes, even with my clothes off
my money fit for a jizzboss
i’m whipped up like criss cross
i hit l!cks like sits sauce
and the sugar cubes then get lost
your b-tch got hobossed
your clique is so soft
swagger on my -ss, yes, even with my clothes off
[verse 1: mike dece]
i’m so posh, elegant p-n-ses parked way too deep in her garage
got all my work its that g in and that kirk and shuffing it making it so hot
so hot like five-o, whipping g with my eyes closed
bust nuts all in her eyes yeah thats her favorite blindfold
i’m tripping out on acid
shrooms and three capsules
lsd that popping and ecstasy rolling up hydro weed all in my castle
you have no clue what i stand for
i got no time for your stupid drama
taking your b-tch to h-ll
and making her fry, just like futurama
tablets all up in my tongue
spiritual numb
soverining into my lungs
need her five minutes of love
me in the sun sucking & l!ckin my nuts
cover your b-tch with my c-m
right after i’m done, i’m robbing that ho with my gun
cubes in the sugar infused with lysergic acid got me going so dumb
like wow
i need a breather too much iwacoa and deezer
pop a xanax while it’s in my litre
bagged a bad hoe and the d-ck went deeper
said her ex is mean well b-tch i’m meaner
give her ecstasy just to suck my weiner
4 times a g just to put her to sleep her
and when i wake up have an addie and leave her
[hook: ruben slikk]
my money fit for a jizzboss
i’m whipped up like criss cross
i hit l!cks like sits sauce
and the sugar cubes then get lost
your b-tch got hobossed
your clique is so soft
swagger on my -ss, yes, even with my clothes off
my money fit for a jizzboss
i’m whipped up like criss cross
i hit l!cks like sits sauce
and the sugar cubes then get lost
your b-tch got hobossed
your clique is so soft
swagger on my -ss, yes, even with my clothes off
[verse 2: ruben slikk]
i’m leaning p-ss my limit
she fiendin for my di-d-ck
gotta pyramid of that lucy
on that sugar, like sea biscuit
she pull out than l!ck it
than bob a head like a chicken
she prayin hard to my s-m-n holdin my b-lls and pledgin allegiance
i’m jim jones with the pimpin
old school dopefiend mack
chain swing off (?) swag
cus its bout as thick as yo b-tch neck
i’m suuwoo like dipset
got bad hoes and they lips wet
my money rain like hurricanes
it so flows from the pimp sh-t
i’m automatically getting it
i’m overseas and around the globe
my d-ck swag like daft punk when im piping in or around you hoes
(?)
c-m in her cereal c-m in her coffee i c-m in breakfast her breakfast is c-m
kb on the beat so you’re supposed to go dumb
[outro: ruben slikk]
welcome to the f-cking catholic church
i put the c-m on her forehead
its like ash wednesday more like -ss wednesday
because i put the c-m on her forehead
thank you christo
thank you christo slikk
christmobb!
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