Boston George - Molly (Remix) lyrics
rate mefeat. Meek Mill & Kirko Bangz
Anybody seen molly, molly?
My bitch she want that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on the molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
Anybody seen molly, molly?
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
dope boy and im eatin, that's your bitch, she cheatin
She be like she winnin
I run her through the four seats
Popping molly, I’m sweating, that Lamborghini impressive .
all gold on that rolex , them 30 pulls in that belt
I’m in the club with a model bitch
My pistol holds hollow tips
You don’t come where I come from
Type nigga you run from
Got young killas like Chief Keef
Kill the club like big meech
sip drank no Georgia Beach
We kill each other over the coca leaf
Big money like Donald Trump,
We big dogs, y’all little pups
Y’all scared of beef we don’t give a fuck
In the kitchen we double up
Real niggas we over here poppin bottles ....
fuck the bitch dont game the hoe, what the fuck they think that Molly foe
Anybody seen molly, molly?
My bitch she want that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on the molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
Anybody seen molly, molly?
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
I said tats all on my body
Shorty want that molly
She gonna get what she asked for
Fucked her good wit my last hoe
Check the stash, my team winning
Why these niggas so mad foe?
Lamborghini, I lean in it
Ride by on fast forward
I’m flexin’ on em, no tint
paper tags no rent, if you ain’t talking ‘bout money, nigga
You ain’t talking ‘bout shit
I say you ain’t talking ‘bout nothing hoe
If you ain’t talking ‘bout dick
You ain’t talking ‘bout something, nigga
If you ain’t talking ‘bout this
I say pop the molly, she sweatin...woooo
Niggas strapped with no questions...shoot
Bad bitch who like Betty Boop
y all niggas talk, but y'all never do
I went and caught me another coup
Four doors plus four hoes
Four hoes on four mollies
They rollin’ like they on tour
Anybody seen molly, molly?
My bitch she want that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on the molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
Anybody seen molly, molly?
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
im from huston where all the bitches
drop out of school to turn into strippers
and I’m in miami with all of my niggas in here
me and molly we just took a picture
For the first time, look at the time
It was 4:30 I thought it was 9
rather stop workin but I’m used to the grind
Washing it down, my mouth so dry
And I’m like ‘pass me some water
So I can roll harder and man I’m so throwed
I’d probably fuck around and Raw her
And this bitch so fine I probably let her have my daughter
molly talking, ima need that plan B up in the morning
I’m so thrown my bitch ain’t straight
we fucking these bitches They flipping away
‘Cause I’m the young don of the H
Get pussy like every day bait
Fucking these bitches from back in the day
You bust in a condom, my nigga, I’m bust in her face
Anybody seen molly, molly?
My bitch she want that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on the molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
Bitch, we going out there molly, molly
Anybody seen molly, molly?
We gonna blame it on that molly, molly
Thanks to billal hidous for correcting these lyrics
