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that shit - propr boyz lyrics

[intro: mike dece]
swag, swag
huh, huh

[chorus: mike dece]
this that sh*t that get your b*tch so wet
this that sh*t that make your b*tch suck d*ck
this that sh*t that make your b*tch so h*rny
this that sh*t that make your b*tch eat corn with me
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a sl*t ‘less she suckin’ nuts
i don’t give a sh*t ’bout a b*tch ‘less she suckin’ d*ck
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a sl*t ‘less she suckin’ nuts
take that p*ssy down then i bust it in her f*ckin’ guts, sl*t

[verse 1: mike dece]
she like it, cocaine in her sinus
your b*tch see my p*n*s and she get so delighted
rev her ass, i’m not the politest
but i’ma drive that b*tch with no permit and no license, f*ck it
f*ck lines, i spit coke, take off your b*tch clothes
pass her some x’y, get next to me, this d*ck dope
raider klan, your b*tch know
posh gang, i’m a rich hoe
throwing up*up all of these jugs
coughing up blood because of my sick flow
inside of your b*tch throat, oh, how cliché for me
if the hotel [?] then i’m raping three hoes shamefully
white boy with the most swag, your girl on my gonads
propr boyz, we the posh gang doing h*lla drugs, we’re so rad
repping up all of my sets just to protect all of my drugs in arrest
all of these fake b*tches who revvin’ my engines, f*ck the competition, b*tch, i am the best
never gave a sh*t ’bout a lil’ dumb ass b*tch
let her suck that d*ck ‘fore i cuff that cl*t
i’ma bust that cum up in her lips, b*tch
[chorus: mike dece]
this that sh*t that get your b*tch so wet
this that sh*t that make your b*tch suck d*ck
this that sh*t that make your b*tch so h*rny
this that sh*t that make your b*tch eat corn with me
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a sl*t ‘less she suckin’ nuts
i don’t give a sh*t ’bout a b*tch ‘less she suckin’ d*ck
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a sl*t ‘less she suckin’ nuts
take that p*ssy down then i bust it in her f*ckin’ guts

[verse 2: ruben slikk]
bad boys, we make your body disappear and erode
real n*gga, smoke higher fire weed and that dro
laced with that cocaine and we do gorilla sh*t
don’t give a f*ck, it’s witchcraft pimpin’ sh*t
witchcraft pimp and i’m grindin’ for the mula
lookin’ into your f*ckin’ eyes for the future
d*mn, kinda like a medium, i’m mackin’
lookin’ in my crystal ball, these b*tches, yeah, they action
action, action, i can tell she cheatin’
’cause she told me, but she kinda forgot it
everybody know that your boy smoke product
sell a lotta ‘caine, gettin’ money, uber gwalla
trickin’ off on b*tches, never ever gave a f*ck
rich as sh*t, my n*gga, yeah, you know them choppas hinder us
from livin’ in the good life we was chose to live
ruben f*ckin’ slikk, every day i’m gon’ post a b*tch
[chorus: mike dece]
this that sh*t that get your b*tch so wet
this that sh*t that make your b*tch suck d*ck
this that sh*t that make your b*tch so h*rny
this that sh*t that make your b*tch eat corn with me
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a sl*t ‘less she suckin’ nuts
i don’t give a sh*t ’bout a b*tch ‘less she suckin’ d*ck
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout a sl*t ‘less she suckin’ nuts
take that p*ssy down then i bust it in her f*ckin’ guts

- propr boyz lyrics

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