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letra de lean sick - propr boyz

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[hook: ruben slikk] (x6)
i done sip too much d-mn syrup
i think i’m constipated, whoadie
smoked too many choppas
now my pupils dilated, whoadie

[verse 1: ruben slikk]
tokyo j-pan on the codeine, ho please
recognize a pimp, cause you know me
gotta get right on site, i’m the bee’s knees
all them other n-ggas get the p-ssy out the freebie

shouts out to juana, lupie, casey, and keke
favorite hoes to think about to make a n-gga skeet skeet
booty chain, pimpin’ on them n-ggas, gettin’ b-tches
them quarterbacker b-tches catchin’ nuts like a frisbee

put it in her guts, til’ a n-gga get dizzy
(fuzzy meat flesh, talkin’ wet no) jizzy
crash mob n-ggas worldwide with this pimp sh-t
ten b-ss n-ggas, shrimp d-cks so they b-tch picks

i don’t really need her, but i will peel her off, yuh
flapback mackin’ like mr. kakashka
the racks on deck like winter finistrals
sippin’ leonardo like splinter’s apostles

n-ggas too square like syrup in the waffle
and wonder why your kid got your b-tch in the brothel
n-ggas too square like syrup in the waffle
and wonder why your kid got your b-tch in the brothel
biatch

[hook] (2x)
i done sip too much d-mn syrup
i think i’m constipated, whoadie
smoked too many choppas
now my pupils dilated, whoadie

[verse 2: ruben slikk]
you don’t know the pain that a n-gga seen
you don’t know the man that i been
bet it long before i miss ho
crystal md, purple syrup, h-mob white girl
never leave a n-gga pack without my pistol

purple dia’s crystal
when i got a fist full
of your b-tch hair
when she blow me like a whistle

nuts like the bristles
only toothbrush and listerine
is my p-ss ho
never gave a f-ck
most sl-ts for my d-ck ho

like a popsicle
munchin’ in her mouth
when she chokin’ on my c-ck

murder with my pistol
takin’ what i want
bully n-ggas cause i’m richer
and i got a bigger gun

[hook] (x2)
i done sip too much d-mn syrup
i think i’m constipated, whoadie
smoked too many choppas
now my pupils dilated, whoadie

[verse 3: mike dece]
like, green gr-ss ripping
while i’m styrofoam sipping
now i’m having trouble sh-tting
from the prometh

got this deuce in my hand
and the deuce kicks in
mix the afghanistan with the purp rest

b-tch on her knees praising me
so she get blessed
with a fat nut in her face
make her confess

b-tch, i’m a priest
pushing p’s, as i transcest
i just wanna f-ck
not my fault she got obsessed
with s-x

like the television
how i keep my pistol suppressed
profess, in this pimpin’ sh-t
i’m playin’ ho chess

upset, at my f-ckin’ swagger
suck the excess
out my f-ckin’ scr-t-m
when i bone up and get possessed

oh yes, f-ck the illuminati
b-tch i floress
hoes get stocked up
you know how i oppress

no checks
i don’t give a f-ck if you are depressed
i’m turnin’ into chris
if that b-tch f-ck with my progress

proprboy sh-t
b-tch you’re so f-cking colest
f-ck the internet
i never gave the feds my address

p-ss in my land
and you’re sure to get your -ss pressed
rest in piece to the lord, you famest

fork in the devil
on a couple times of -ssets
chillin’ overseas, countin’ up my f-ckin’ -ssets
motherf-ck the government
i never pay no taxes

high as f-ck with a whole entire sack of that
kush

all in the bush is mush
hit it from the back no sus

so constipated
got me so aggravated
might need a laxivative
or maybe a push

swagger all up on my tush
intercontinental, showman til will live as we should

shots to your temple
leave you in the h-llhole
your brand’ll no tello
so deep in the woods

[hook: mike dece] (x4)
i done sip too much d-mn syrup
i think i’m constipated, whoadie
smoked too many choppas
now my pupils dilated, whoadie

[outro]

- propr boyz

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