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madame molly - breakfast at tiffany's lyrics

[intro: eric bellinger]
me, yeah
give it to me tonight, tonight
i’ll give you that ooh, ooh, yeah
on my frequency, yeah
on my frequency meet me on my frequency

[verse: madame molly]
started with breakfast at tiffany’s, gettin’ to know every inch of me (inch of me)
all of my feminine energy
put on your leather gloves, come get a grip on me
i bought the toys to me like there was ten of me
it’s a suspent to me (to me)
you’ve got three options, that triples my thoughts about which way on how you gon’ enter me
if i call you over, just get to undressin’ me
all of my lingerie, lacey or leathery
my cookie ticklin’ him like it’s feathery
i need that one+to+one like i got special needs
please don’t be showin’ affection excessively, why?
i know your type, you’re a pedigree
who let the dogs out? i don’t know, it wasn’t me, but this redbone keeps on comin’ to the yard
molly got ’em patterned up like a goyard
and i switch him up like a pokémon card
if i want it fired up, i call up charizard
put me in the booth then you know i go hard
get me in the bedroom, you must’ve dreamt on it
i won’t be his girl, but he’s h+llbent on it
got his last girl worried what he spent on me
just know we tryna give it up like it’s lent for me
put simply, i’m on his frequency
p+pushin’ that d, that’s my freaky leak
showin’ me ways to get currency
i think he’s fallin’ in love with me
his skin tone looks like a couple tea and typically, that is my cup of tea
i keep it thorough and that’s why he f+cks with me
hoes from his borough keep tryin’ their luck with me
he sent the flowers the fourteen of feb’
the doubled back with that crypto investment ’cause he knows that’s what i wanted instead
i’m tryna run up a mill’ like a tread’
he’s got some cheese and a fast sense of rap then i’m layin’ the trap, so just mind where you step
all of these chicken heads lookin’ for bread
i’d rather eat on my own than be fed
what’s the sweat?
don’t be talkin’ loud with your lip last chest
girl, you better go and sit it down, do your ‘fess
control bars goin’ over heads
my box got all four walls like a vent
tastecard got declined, can i get a card check?
puttin’ work on him, can i get a pay cheque?
i’m just warmin’ up, i ain’t lettin’ up yet
ready, steady, marks, so you better get set
[outro: eric bellinger]
me, yeah
give it to me tonight, tonight
i’ll give you that ooh, ooh, yeah
on my frequency, yeah
on my frequency meet me on my frequency

- madame molly lyrics

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