molly b – intro lyrics
you always talking cash sh-t
but never have no f-cking money
everywhere i go,i keep a rack
you f-cking dummy
all my b-tches eating
not one b-tch hungry
put the chop to his side
have him walking like a mummy
put that b-tch into a (?)
blow that b-tch i ain’t her momma
keep the big 40 rude
for them b-tches who try to touch me
capture me as yo boo
cause a lil b-tch humble
tryna get the money like me
baby boy,but it’s a hustle
you gotta stay focused
and you gotta have muscle
keep the straps at all times
cause hatin n-gg-s try to bust you
put the (?)on that b-tch
only gon see his body fumble
making b-tches sick
i walk in
her tummy grumble
b-tches start coming when they see that check doubling
in the streets,with the heat
n-gg-s don’t want trouble
free rock, missing my pops
swear i’m doing it for you
molly b
it feel good when the whole hood luh you
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