Surrender

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul] (Hey, listen) (Damn, son, this must be a DJ Smokey exclusive) .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath Blow yo ass to outer space Blow yo ass to outer space [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Hittin' them fat licks all alone Flossin', schemin' Longing for some of your Tender love Waiting for the right Moment to cum So I can make you love Feel so good wit' this bad bitch on my dick [Verse 1: Ruben Slikk] I be suckin' on yo titty when we roll (And you feel good) Almost raped you, I was shitty off them balls (But I didn't though) The Black Migo Gang my swagger like I'm lost (With the bills, ho) Make a twister on that pussy wit' my jaws (How it feel, ho?) Yung Fishmeex, bitch (Who fuckin' for free?) God a bad mixed bitch (Who suck it for cheap) Gang of slow pokes (Tell 'em suck on the meat) Pimpin' ain't dead, ain't none (Fuckin' wit' me) Got flock to buy, X for sale So much X, got sex in Hell Might cut you off, but she thexxy as hell Might cut you off, but she thexxy as hell Sixty-dollar necklace, baby, forty-dollar bracelet Sippin' on some activist, it's bloody like I raped a bitch Caramel skin completion, shawty emo like an atheist I fucked you wit' my blickie, baby, break yourself and take this dick [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Hittin' them fat licks all alone Flossin', schemin' Longing for some of your Tender love Waiting for the right Moment to cum So I can make you love Feel so good wit' this bad bitch on my dick [Verse 2: Ruben Slikk] I want you more and more Can't resist you More than I feel yo touch Tender love Lovin' me straight from the heart Pull me nearer Please let me be all yours All that tender love you givin' to me You know why we pop so much goddamn X? Lil' bitch, you sacrificed me soul for me sex Convince myself pon pum-pum, murder for fun [?] out me shlong Real rude fire knot, won't rap wit' no one Chill dude, young blood, die fast as they come Pussy [?] now the fluff on me cum Pum-pum and pass gas and your girl, she on the run Suck me, make the snake flex, feel like hash in me lung Dabs of sweat pon me flesh, good as cash in me hand [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Hittin' them fat licks all alone Flossin', schemin' Longing for some of your Tender love Waiting for the right Moment to cum So I can make you love Feel so good wit' this bad bitch on my dick [Outro: DJ Paul] .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath (Smoked out, Smoked Out Positive Squad) .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath Blow yo ass to outer space Blow yo ass to outer space .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath .45 automatic Glock makes you feel the wrath Blow yo ass to-Blow yo ass to-Blow yo ass to outer space