Ruben Slikk - Assistant Pimpn lyrics

[Intro] Slikk, slikk, codeine Christlord, who*elord, finance Posh gang soo woo, who*elord, finance, christlord, christlord [Verse 1: Ruben Slikk] Dark skinned lean thug popping your mug ho Shout outs to all the bad b**hes that I robbed Titty s**ing n***a, all f** no love Ho pay when she [?] reppin' trick mob Got a young b**h with the sh** get down to a n***a cause she know I'ma let her get [?] Daddy all mad at a n***a cause I hit his daughter in his damn bed and I stole the n***a watch Proper s**y young dapper n***a, fluff my pill just to make it look bigger, swagger Hoop shorts on with my b**hes, scoop snort pop pills and smoke swishers, swagger Tell me why my penis so delicious, how come when I leave you're really really gonna miss it, swagger Why ya n***a look at my nutrition, bet ya if I cooked him ain't nobody gonna miss him, swagger Pistol in the bag god damnit, pistol in my god damn bag god damnit, damnit Load that clip better not touch sh**, no prints with that rag god damnit, damnit Beat a n***a a** no reason, f** a n***a b**h no reason Fake friends really don't need 'em, locked her in a room then a n***a DP'd her b**h text a n***a talkin' bout some, will you help me sell my a** Got a million guns, you ain't got none n***a wanna buy my gat [?] on my dick, top me off and polish Money [?] paper in her wallet b**h text a n***a talkin' bout some, will you help me sell my a** Got a million guns, you ain't got none n***a wanna buy my gat [?] on my dick, (suction) top me off and polish (suction) Money [?] paper in her wallet (her wallet) [Verse 2:Marcy Mane Laheem] (Ahh, god damn) Cell phone keep on [?] b**h like help me sell my a** I'm like dude who these tricks, b**h now show me some cash Matter of fact, f** that I'mma just get me some a** Matter of fact, f** that I'mma just go get me some cash Dark money records up in here, Flexico 'bout to f**ing smash Smoking on the way blunts now I'm on my f**ing a** I fall down then I get up that's my Christly swag Screw boss, Screw boss She smooth like Lou Rawls Call me like a telethon, a** shake like the twerk-a-thon I'mma murk her like a murk-a-thon, I'mma sell her a** 30 for the lease, I got prices for the a** If you do not got cash, debit for that a** (I uploaded this just cuz I wanna know the lyrics I can't hear help a b**h out)