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let them ankles cook freestyle - ruben slikk 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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