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ruben slikk - easta pank 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

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