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ruben slikk - let them ankles cook freestyle lyrics

[intro]
yaaaa, oh yaaaa
oh yaaaa, oh yaaaa
oh yaaaa, oh yaaaa
let dem ankles cuff
b+tch, let dem ankles cuff
uh, let dem ankles cuff
when i see that sh+t yo p+ssy tighten up
huh, let dem ankles cuff
b+tch, b+tch
let dem ankles cuff
huh, huh, let dem ankles cuff
when i beat dat sh+t yo p+ssy tighten up

[verse]
tighten up dem ankles
legs point right to me
b+tch know she was wanted
d+ck shoot like a semi
fully automatic
bust nuts like a rapid
f+ck ten hoes, f+ck twenty hoes, f+ck thirty hoes average
me, i f+ck like a thousand
me, i f+ck like a million
ugly hoes, white hoes, spanish b+tch, sicilian
any type of that b+tch
bet she on my plate
bet i l!ck dat booty hole, dat booty hole what i ate
if the sh+t smells funky
me, i got da big donkey
long weiner swag when i f+ck her in the mornin’
huh
yeah i like them on it
tell her shut the f+ck up, b+tch, if you ain’t moanin’
yah
and i’m so strong
i don’t give a d+mn ‘cause i’m ching+chong
chinese eyes, i don’t see all y’all
chinese eyes, i don’t see all y’all
b+tch, i ball
b+tch, i call
yo girlfriend, she want my b+lls
on her forehead, ‘cause i bless her dawg
with nothin’ but da uncut raw
b+tch know ‘bout me, hoe
b+tch know ‘bout my dope
h+mob muhf+ck+f+cka
h+mob muhf+ck+f+cka
h+mob muhf+ck+f+cka
h+mob muhf+ck+f+cka
put dat godd+mn spike up in yo arms and you fallin’
fallin’, fallin’, fallin’ in my trap
me, i just know
exactly where you at
goin’ through yo pockets when you fall asleep at night
do you got some money? do you got some white?
“where the f+ck my phone at?”
“where the f+ck my phone at?”
woke up in the morning and she don’t know where her phone atttt
but b+tch you cannot call datttt
i took the f+ckin’ chip out now you all madddd
but b+tch you will not do sh+tttt
choke slam a b+tch ‘cause i’m ruthlessss
yo n+gga will be toothlessss
i hit him wit the haymaker, i’m ruben slikk
errybody know dat i’m evil doe
nice to every type of people doe
but me i smoke da reefer, hoe
that’s the only thing that made me keep a hoeeee
the feelings that i get
when i’m in that p+ssy hole, and the sh+t is tight and wet, psyche
b+tch, i make the sh+t loose, but i don’t know what i get
when i f+ck [?] b+tches, so i keep the rubbers on neck, hmm
i keep the rubbers on neck
me, i don’t have to use ‘em, ‘cause that b+tch is richer than me, huh
she don’t got hiv
she don’t got no herpes so she can f+ck wit me, huh

- ruben slikk lyrics

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