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mdma (molly) - dinner with your parents lyrics

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[intro]
ah
ah
ah
ah
ah yeah

[chorus]
f+cked up in the head
f+cked up but my bread up
sorry mama, i’m a f+ck up
screaming ”f+ck ya” to the feds
if you think about it could’ve been a doctor
she say molly did like the meds
at the door like foot locker or [?]
back [?]
back [?]
my mama do not want hood hoes so why don’t you do what molly say
back [?]
back [?]
my mama do not want hood hoes so why don’t you do what molly say

[bridge]
bae why do you try to talk back to your mama knowing your mouth full?
bae why don’t you just top that ’til your face red and your mouth full?
mama wanna know my whereabouts, tellin’ me to think about law school
what you said? i get around and ain’t worried ’bout how the law move
[verse 1]
she said she wanna come for me and wanna be the one that i talk to
my fault though, ooh, yeah my fault though
you can’t be that right here baby not my fault though
i won’t call you
living awful
four, five thots
got me all full
i got caught
with that tall shroom
what i brought
what you brought too
come across, i got lots too

[chorus]
f+cked up in the head
f+cked up but my bread up
sorry mama, i’m a f+ck up
screaming “f+ck ya” to the feds
if you think about it could’ve been a doctor
she say molly did like the meds
at the door like foot locker or [?]
back [?]
back [?]
my mama do not want hood hoes so why don’t you do what molly say
back [?]
back [?]
my mama do not want hood hoes so why don’t you do what molly say yeah
[bridge]
bae why do you try to talk back to your mama knowing your mouth full?
bae why don’t you just top that ’til your face red and your mouth full?
mama wanna know my whereabouts, tellin’ me to think about law school
what you said? i get around and ain’t worried ’bout how the law move

[verse 2]
why yo props tryna press me i didn’t come here to impress him
got the address to undress you
i didn’t come here to undress him
already know what’s going down is a shoulder rub and a lecture
i didn’t come here for your pleasure
lil baby got her neck taken off
lil baby got her neck taken off
lil baby got her neck taken off
lil baby won’t confess and slow me down
lil baby won’t confess and slow me down

[chorus]
f+cked up in the head
f+cked up but my bread up
sorry mama, i’m a f+ck up
screaming “f+ck ya” to the feds
if you think about it could’ve been a doctor
she say molly did like the meds
at the door like foot locker or [?]
back [?]
back [?]
my mama do not want hood
[?]
[?]



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