5uwoo pus*y lyrics

[Intro]
Suwoo blood, b*tch, suwoo blood, b*tch
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch (Beat the pus*y raw, beat the pus*y raw)

[Chorus]
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, so we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, yeah, we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, yeah, we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, yeah, we beat the pus*y raw
Suwoo blood, b*tch, yeah, we beat the pus*y raw

[Verse 1]
Man, I f*cked that stupid sl*t
f*cked her from the back
And I stuck it in her trunk
Then I f*cked her in the club
Man, my di*k is screamin', uh
Man, it's drippin' wit' some blood
But I don't blood 'cause I'm suwoo blood
[?] came in through this b*tch, I don't give a f*ck
Suwoo Posh Gang, suwoo blood
I f*cked her in the mouth 'cause I'm suwoo blood
My di*k is drippin' wit' some blood 'cause I'm suwoo blood
b*tch, my di*k is drippin' wit' some blood like suwoo blood
Walked up in the club, man, I got some diamonds on
f*cked her wit' my panties on, I don't give a f*ck, hoe
I f*cked her in her mouth and I f*cked her [?]
Man, I'm c*mmin' on her hair, man, I don't even know
[Verse 2: Ruben Slikk]
Got lean in this b*tch, shawty
Everybody know that they want that powder
Everybody know that we will devour
And murder every n*gga in the f*ckin' shower
And we got the choppa, got the nine on me
And we got the cleaver, yeah, the f*ckin' cleaver
Stab you wit' the cleaver, man, ching-ching
Stab your ass like Scream, n*gga, I'm the king
Ruben Slikk sell cream and banana things
Got banana AK's and they go for three
pus*y n*gga got bodies on them damn thangs
And we use 'em too, know what I'm sayin'?
f*ck n*gga talk sh*t, he'll know what I'm sprayin'
'Cause I got the revolver, I'm just sayin'
Leave your ass dead
Ruben Slikk smokin' weed, part time [?]
n*gga mad, suck a di*k
"Why you talkin' f*ckin' sh*t?" Man, I'm the sh*t
That's why, that's a good reason for this sh*t
Robots slower, b*tch, morse code sh*t
Damn, why you always gotta do it?
What you ain't sayin' that you talkin' 'bout doin'
Damn, I f*ck her in her booty
So I really did this sh*t, so it ain't cutie
No more, no homo
f*cked her in her mouth
Then I told her DiGiorno is what a n*gga cookin'
For your b*tch ass, because you gettin' shooken
Then I go into the restaurant and get some hoes
To pimp and f*ck these b*tches and nut on they nose
My n*gga, I'm sippin' that syrup, my n*gga, I'm sippin' that syrup
My n*gga, I'm sippin' that syrup, my n*gga, I'm drinkin' that sh*t
Sizzurp, sizzurp, sizzurp
Oh my God, young n*gga
Sizzurp, sizzurp, sizzurp, n*gga
Oh my God, young n*gga
Sizzurp, sizzurp, sizzurp, n*gga
Oh my God you know everything I do
When I have to [?]
Baby want some sizzurp, passed the L so I tapped it
Oh my God, let me a whole pint, b*tch
Two-fifty for the pint, spent a nickel on the tech, b*tch
Oh my God, activist, oh my gosh, sizzurp
Two-fifty for the f*ckin' pint
Gotta get the lean, one gallon of nut
For the b*tches, suck me up
Ruben Slikk no dime a dozen
Everybody neat like Uncle Scrooge
Gettin' money, do what I do
Middle finger to the motherf*ckin' [?] your f*ckin' crew
You can keep that four-five, yeah, yeah, and sand it down
Ruben Slikk gon' get the rifle, get the TEC, sand it down
Sand it down, let the b*tch rust up, throw the b*tch in the bushes, mane
Grab the gun when I need the sh*t then just get to bustin', mane
[Outro: Ruben Slikk]
Like, bop-bop-bop-bop-bop
Grraahh, bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop
Semi-automatic, ayy, shawty
Semi-automatic like ggrrrrahhh
And I be like oh my god I took the pin out this b*tch
And this sh*t's full automatic
And it got that meex, oh my God
Drinkin' nut like out the shot glass