hardest bars & madame molly - madame molly - hb freestyle (season 4) lyrics
[verse]
it’s a m+a+d+a+m+e molly
n+ggas talk sh+t, they can’t get nothin’ from me
suicide p+ssy k!lled the c+cky, call it homi’
keep ’em on they knees payin’ homage
no one comin’ through in the bondage
all type of latex
bad girl, so i might just leave in this avirex
or i’m rollin’ out puffer jacket
you know, if i’m rockin’ it, i probably got the package
heard she bust it open like a jacket potato
real freaky girl, but i stay low and i ain’t gotta f+ck for a payroll
but i collect a check anytime he give me neck
big d+ck and bankrolls be keepin’ me wet
when i’m on the roads, get the upmost rеspect
gang sh+t, hunna, keep a gangst’ n+gga to my left
bandit, but i’m way too blessеd to be stressed
i ain’t got no titties, but i said it with my chest
i ain’t mr. mars, but i’m drippin’ in finesse
if you heard i gave him neck, probably sucked him to death
if it don’t make pence then it don’t make sense
i need the pounds, swiss francs and the yens
i don’t need no buddies, or no trummies or no friends
fake hoes would rather f+ck men that would rathe f+ck me ’cause i’m way too weng
i’m a five+star b+tch, but you’re n+gga give me ten
and the word on the ends is he like me steelo
diggin’ how i move, likes how i flow
he ain’t bustin’ in my throat or givin’ me d though
wouldn’t boost his ego, couldn’t l!ck my pee hole
tell him, “eat my a hole”, real savage
they n0bodies pretty n+ggas on my say+so
i can’t roll in peace, nah, i’m just bait though
got ’em lockin’ in, somethin’ like a gameshow
different coloured wigs, i could rock a rainbow
i’ve been movin’ anti, that’s just how i stay though
but i’m still that b+tch who could, for a stain though
and i leave the scene trace free, jane doe
they know i don’t prep when it’s time to play, yo
said i’m too shy, well, better grab a raincoat
they didn’t see it comin’ ’cause i did it quick time
now they’re sayin’ that i’m hotter than the cig’ light
and i got your honey callin’ for the sixth time
i know hungry n+ggas, i could probably get ’em lined
but i’m no honey trap, i just tell ’em, “tek time”
nah, i’m no honey trap, i just tell ’em, “tek time”, ah
be easy brudda
if it ain’t about cheese, don’t need a brudda
i’m erasin’ these n+ggas, don’t need a rubber
i can do this rap ting eyes closed, billin’ up
bad b, six flows, bank needs fillin’ up
fill me in my thigh highs, over knees, pull ’em up
yeah, i make it s+xy for him sometimes
but i stay with the bruddas that be boostin’ gun crimes
yeah, i said it twice, but it’s for the one time
it ain’t nothin’ nice when you’re workin’ cunch lines
tom and jerry, cat and mice up on the frontline
they be waitin’ on it like my next punchline
know the p+ssy juice comin’ like fruit punch
he asked me what i’m doin’, said, “i’m makin’ packed lunch”
i only cop the cocaine that’s packin’ a punch
n+ggas give me slow brain, i got ’em by the bunch
ah, yeah, i got ’em by the bunches
he just eat me out then take me for brunches
lobster lunches when i got the munches
thousands, but i probably count it by the hundreds
thorough with it when i calculate numbers
like when the works whip scr+pe boths of crumbs’
roll with some wet wipes, watch out for bums’ and some baby oil
someone’s son, i gon’ grease up the bunders
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