Propr boyz - Lean Sick lyrics

I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie

Tokyo Japan on the codeine, ho please
Recognize a pimp, cause you know me
Gotta get right on site, i'm the bee's knees
All them other niggas get the
Pussy out the freebie
Shouts out to Juana, Lupie, Casey, and Keke
Favorite hoes to think about to
Make a nigga skeet skeet
Booty chain, pimpin' on them niggas
Gettin' bitches
Them quarterbacker bitches catchin' nuts
Like a frisbee

Put it in her guts, til' a nigga get dizzy
(fuzzy meat flesh, talkin' wet no) jizzy
Crash mob niggas worldwide with


This pimp shit ten bass niggas
Shrimp dicks so they bitch picks

I don't really need her, but
I will peel her off, yuh
Flapback mackin' like Mr kakashka
The racks on deck like winter finistrals
Sippin' Leonardo like Splinter's apostles

Niggas too square like syrup in the waffle
And wonder why your kid got
Your bitch in the brothel
Niggas too square like syrup in the waffle
And wonder why your kid got
Your bitch in the brothel biatch

I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie

You don't know the pain that a nigga seen
You don't know the man that I been
Bet it long before I miss ho
Crystal MD, purple syrup, H-MOB white girl
Never leave a nigga pack without my pistol

Purple dia's crystal when I got a fist full
Of your bitch hair
When she blow me like a whistle

Nuts like the bristles
Only toothbrush and Listerine is my piss ho
Never gave a fuck most sluts for my dick ho

Like a popsicle munchin' in her mouth
When she chokin' on my cock

Murder with my pistol takin' what I want
Bully niggas cause I'm richer
And I got a bigger gun

I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie

Like, green grass ripping
While I'm styrofoam sipping
Now I'm having trouble shitting
From the prometh

Got this deuce in my hand
And the deuce kicks in
Mix the Afghanistan with the purp rest

Bitch on her knees praising me
So she get blessed
With a fat nut in her face make her confess

Bitch, I'm a priest
Pushing p's, as I transcest
I just wanna fuck
Not my fault she got obsessed with sex

Like the television
How I keep my pistol suppressed
Profess, in this pimpin' shit
I'm playin' ho chess

Upset, at my fuckin' swagger suck the excess
Out my fuckin' scrotum
When I bone up and get possessed

Oh, yes, fuck the Illuminati bitch I floress
Hoes get stocked up you know how I oppress

No checks
I don't give a fuck if you are depressed
I'm turnin' into Chris
If that bitch fuck with my progress

PROPRBOY shit bitch you're so fucking colest
Fuck the internet
I never gave the feds my address

Pass in my land
And you're sure to get your ass pressed
Rest in piece to Lord Infamous

Fork in the devil
On a couple times of assets
Chillin' overseas
Countin' up my fuckin' assets
Motherfuck the government
I never pay no taxes

High as fuck with a whole entire sack of that
Kush

All in the bush is mush
Hit it from the back no sus

So constipated got me so aggravated
Might need a laxivative or maybe a push

Swagger all up on my tush
Intercontinental, showman til will live
As we should

Shots to your temple
Leave you in the hellhole
Your brand'll no tello so deep in the woods

I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie