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letra de let dem ankles kuff - ruben slikk

[intro: ruben slikk]

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 1: ruben slikk]
tighten up dem ankles
legs point right to me
b-tch know she was [?]
[?] she was like [?]
f-ck [?] hoes like [?]
bust nuts like 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 hoes, 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 and her mummy
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 don’t see [?]
chinese eyes don’t see [?]
b-tch, [?]
b-tch, [?]
yo girlfriend she want my b-lls
on her forehead, ‘cause i bless her [?]
with nothin’ but da [?]
b-tch know ‘bout me, hoe
b-tch know ‘bout my dope
h-mob mothaf-ck-f-cka
h-mob mothaf-ck-f-cka
h-mob mothaf-ck-f-cka
h-mob mothaf-ck-f-cka
put dat godd-mn spike up in yo hoes 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 i put my phone at?”
“where i put 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 ‘em wit that hemi ‘cause i’m ruben slikk
errybody know dat i’m evil, hoe
nice to every type of people, hoe
but me [?] smokin’ 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 [?], 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

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