Assistant Pimpin’ lyrics

by

Ruben Slikk


[Intro]
Slikk, slikk, codeine
Christlord, whorelord, finance
Posh gang soo woo, whorelord, finance, christlord, christlord

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Dark skinned lean thug popping your mug ho
Shout outs to all the bad b*tches that I robbed
Titty sucking n*gga, all f*ck no love
Ho pay when she [?] like she reppin' trick mob
Got a young b*tch with the sh*t get down to a n*gga cause she know I'ma let her get [?]
Daddy all mad at a n*gga cause I hit his daughter in his damn bed and I stole the n*gga watch
Proper sexy young dapper n*gga, fluff my pill just to make it look bigger, swagger
Hoop shorts on with my b*tches, scoop snort pop pills and smoke swishers, swagger
Tell me why my p*nis so delicious, how come when I leave you're really really gonna miss it, swagger
Why ya n*gga 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*t, no prints with that rag god damnit, damnit
Beat a n*gga ass no reason, f*ck a n*gga b*tch no reason
Fake friends really don't need 'em, locked her in a room then a n*gga DP'd her
b*tch text a n*gga talkin' bout some, "Will you help me sell my ass?"
Got a million guns, you ain't got none, n*gga, wanna buy my gat
[?] on my di*k, top me off and polish
Money in the casket paper in her wallet
b*tch text a n*gga talkin' bout some, "Will you help me sell my ass?"
Got a million guns, you ain't got none, n*gga, wanna buy my gat
Twerking on my di*k, (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 twerkin b*tch like "Help me sell my ass"
I'm like "Dude, who these tricks", b*tch now show me some cash
Matter of fact, f*ck that I'mma just get me some ass
Matter of fact, f*ck that I'mma just go get me some cash
Goth money records up in here, Flexico 'bout to f*cking smash
Smoking on the way blunts now I'm on my f*cking ass
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, ass shake like the twerk-a-thon
I'mma murk her like a murk-a-thon, I'mma sell her ass
30 for the lease, I got prices for the ass
If you do not got cash, debit for that ass
(Swipe- Swipe Mobb)
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