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letra de its meex - ruben slikk

[intro]
oh, yeah, oh, yeah (let me tell you something, brother)
oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah (kirby mane triple six)
oh, yeah, oh, yeah
(welcome, you’ve got mail)

[chorus]
first i get my gun, hit a couple l!cks for fun
do it on my own, because i don’t need no one
ain’t n0body drove me, lil’ b-tch, so i’ma run
ducking from the police and robbing in the sun
first i get my gun, hit a couple l!cks for fun (hey, listen)
do it on my own, because i don’t need no one
ain’t n0body drove me, lil’ b-tch, so i’ma run
ducking from the police and robbing in the sun

[verse]
sweaty b-llsack, hope my gun do not rust up
[?] backyard where i rest up
contemplated swag, all this cash that i stacked up
put that in a bag, face down to get checked up
f-ck you n-ggas, i don’t chit-chat like a [?]
lyin’ in these songs, f-ck that [?]
f-ckin’ this b-tch wit’ my d-ck, wrist mixed wit’ bizquik
drippin’ out the mud color fish-
f-ckin’ this b-tch wit’ my d-ck, wrist mixed wit’ bizquik
drippin’ out the mud color fish-
f-ckin’ this b-tch wit’ my d-ck, wrist mixed wit’ bizquik
drippin’ out the mud color fishmeex
[?] tell them sh-ts by the s-x, b-tch
[?]
f-ckin’ wit’ f-ck sh-t ’cause my only expertise is f-ck ass sh-t
smokin’ on sh-t that tastes like cocaine mixed wit’ jizz but f-ck that sh-t
pop a lil’ x and text my b-tch like, “bring yo ass, lil’ dog ass b-tch”
please, lil b-tch, i beg yo ass, don’t leave me ’cause i need you b-tch
[chorus]
first i get my gun, hit a couple l!cks for fun
do it on my own, because i don’t need no one
ain’t n0body drove me, lil’ b-tch, so i’ma run
ducking from the police and robbing in the sun
first i get my gun, hit a couple l!cks for fun
do it on my own, because i don’t need no one
ain’t n0body drove me, lil’ b-tch, so i’ma run
ducking from the police and robbing in the sun

[refrain]
it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s way too d-mn meex
precisely get my timin’ to adjust wit’ this sh-t
so dicey when you robbin’ wit’ who you don’t f-ck with
so n-gga, is you ’bout it or do you just ride d-ck?
it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s way too d-mn meex
precisely get my timin’ to adjust with this sh-t
so dicey when you robbin’ with who you don’t f-ck with
so n-gga, is you ’bout it or do you just ride d-ck?
your [?] said he ridin’ for you, bet he some snitch
your homie said he slidin’ for you, he with his b-tch
so n-gga, when you hungry is you gon’ get that sh-t
or just sit on yo ass and f-ckin’ cry like a b-tch
it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s meex, it’s way too d-mn meex
precisely get my timin’ to adjust wit’ this sh-t
so dicey when you robbin’ wit’ who you don’t f-ck with
so n-gga, is you ’bout it or do you just ride d-ck?
your [?] said he ridin’ for you, bet he some snitch
your homie said he slidin’ for you, he with his b-tch
so n-gga, when you hungry is you gon’ get that sh-t
or just sit on yo ass and f-ckin’ cry like a b-tch (wahhh-wahhh-wahhh)
[outro]
(evil wayz, p-ssy)

- ruben slikk

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