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steve xanny - molly lyrics

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[chorus]
f-ck what you say
indica in my brain
put the blunt to my face
take a puff, then i fade
i don’t f-ck with you lames
get the f-ck out the way
all the drugs keep me sane
all the drugs that i take

what the month? what the day?
indica in my brain
put the blunt to my face
take a puff, then i fade
i don’t f-ck with you lames
get the f-ck out my face
all the drugs keep me sane
all the drugs that i take

[verse]
molly molly molly molly
what you want i got some on me (eh)
all the pills i’m poppin’ got me
awfully wobbly till the morning (yeah)
got your hottie on me, no wasabi
god she, god she gorgeous (eh)
and she foreign, like a porsche is
think i’ll hit then quit like forfeit, game (game!)

that’s just the way that it’s played (played!)
i never think i asked once for her name (name!)
wait till i bust then i’m done with her (face!)
hittin’ the blunt till i’m (up and away!)
b-tch you too basic (basic)
go hit the pavement, i’m outta patience
i’m not complainin’, think i’m just saying
don’t hit my pager or my location
any occasion, yeah

indica indica indica indica
got it up in my lung, imma come pick it up
blunt of the sticky stuff, roll up a little one
puff it like ricky does, phone up a b-tch to f-ck
hope i can get it up
pipe like a pro, no certificate
know that this night doesn’t hold no significance
f-cking ridiculous, loving and f-cking don’t know what the difference is

under the covers she blow like a whistle did
b-tch i am lit like the tip of my cigarette
flick the sh-t, just a bit, think i’ll split if i can think of a
slick way to slip out the kitchen and back to the whip again’
figure it’s back to the pad and then back to me stacking these dividends
take off your pants and your jacket i’m smashin’ like travis
is h-ttin’ the crash on hit kit again, dammit i’m feeliin’ this

[chorus]
f-ck what you say
indica in my brain
put the blunt to my face
take a puff, then i fade
i don’t f-ck with you lames
get the f-ck out the way
all the drugs keep me sane
all the drugs that i take

what the month? what the day?
indica in my brain
put the blunt to my face
take a puff, then i fade
i don’t f-ck with you lames
get the f-ck out my face
all the drugs keep me sane
all the drugs that i take



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