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lirik lagu lofty305 - poetic pimpin'

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[verse 1: lofty305]
yuh, what y’all n~ggas know about that sh~t though?
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
lofty305, see
what ya n~ggas know, about this here?
p~ssy n~gga this pimpin’ end yo’ career
’cause a stupid ass b~tch, yeah she want my d~ck
don’t trust that b~tch, don’t trust that b~tch
i was with her, the other motherf~ckin’ day
smokin’, a j, she smoked on my beret
yeah that be my d~ck head, b~tch i keep yo’ b~tch fed
yeah i keep that b~tch fed with big d~ck big head
yeah, that is what she got, so she suck my d~ck a lot
you might be up on that reggie, but i smoke that crip a lot
yeah n~gga, what you got? metro zu, this what we bop
in this b~tch, all day it’s hot, b~tch take your shirt off or you pass out
bang, bang, bang, b~tch
pimp, sh~t, stupid hoe
aye, aye, get my money b~tch
go, go, go, go

[verse 2: poshtronaut]
yeah, stupid b~tch, what?
d~mn, that’s mr. b, okay
f~ck you b~tch
on my d~ck, she boppin’ be, suckin’ that sh~t sloppily
she think she do propеrly, no there ain’t no stoppin’ me
mr. b a dog, hoе, i f~ck you and all yo’ friends
yeah you know just how it go, f~ck you ’til the party end
lay you on yo’ back, yeah, yeah you likin’ that, yeah
don’t you know my d~ck, c~ck it back just like a strap
give yo’ b~tch a heart attack, make her p~ssy straight collapse
i ain’t talkin’ no drug addiction, make that sh~t relapse
and you know i’m eatin’ lobster, full~blown mobster
all you other n~ggas, y’all just straight~up imposters
eat you like you pasta, b~tch i sound like gucci mane
shut that sh~t up b~tch, let me just get in yo’ coochie, mane!
sh~t, yeah, i’m all up in yo’ p~ssy
uh, okay, all up in yo’ p~ssy
what the f~ck you wanna do? i bounce on it like mario
stupid b~tch you sorry hoe, yeah you know you sorry hoe
uh, yeah i flush you down the toilet
you nothin’ but sh~t, b~tch, flush you down the toilet
uh, yeah i’m dirty with this sh~t, yeah i’m dirty with this sh~t, 305 be the sh~t, aye, b~tch
[verse 3: ruben slikk]
n~gga, cut that b~tch off
if she out of pocket, you better cut the b~tch off
tell the hoe you mean business, b~tch give me my money
and i mean that sh~t
and i motherf~ckin’ mean that sh~t, dawg
i motherf~ckin’ mean that sh~t
if the hoe out of pocket (let me preach to y’all n~ggas, dawg)
let me preach to y’all n~ggas
see, about a b~tch, dawg, you gotta break her. you gotta make her somethin’ that she wanna be (make that b~tch sum’)
take that b~tch to ecstasy, dawg. when she wishes she gotta be addicted like a drug (like heroin)
except your soul, your pimpin’ gotta be heroin, n~gga, you gotta know you that raw (you gotta be that boy)
you gotta pimp them hoes, reach deep in a b~tch purse and let ’em know you mean business, mack these hoes
but dawg, one thing you gotta realize is, game recognize game, the way you recognize me
i am that, hashish form of game, that you wish to be
how do i~how do you figure that, you might ask?
’cause i f~cked your b~tch
i already f~cked your b~tch, she done sucked my d~ck
so just recognize game, and add more b~tches to my stable
you already know, ruben slikk and f~ckin’ stereo

[outro: ruben slikk]
i beat the p~ssy to the beat of the bongos
and as the drum goes and sways, from left to right
i beat that p~ssy until it’s, no longer tight and i ignite
the tip of the blunt and i, spite any b~tch with no money, no grip that i, might be able to grip
’cause b~tch, i need it
i told that b~tch to hit the f~ckin’ knees and suck my p~n~s when she brought me, a 50 dollar bill
i told her, lay down i’ll make that p~ssy squeal but have more the next time that we f~ck
b~tch came back next time with 20 bucks and i’m like, what the f~ck?
b~tch, you’re nasty
give me my cash and walk the right f~ck past me, you nasty~ass b~tch
i gotta have my stacks, pimpin’ hoes stone cold hard like that (ruben motherf~ckin’ slikk)
i go hard on a b~tch
i be mackin’ these hoes
yeah these b~tches ain’t sh~t, but if you is a seal


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