Breezly Brewin - Molly lyrics

[Tame One] I was probably on Molly the day you saw me In Little Bricks gettin' piffed, grinnin' and sh** Cheesin' like dip that come with your chips This b**h I was with wanted a clip Running and sh**, just spent a hundred and six On sniff straight from the dip And this a fifth trip The whole strip know what I came to get It's just how much and who got it Dimes and nick's, gp twenties with blue caps Pretty rock bottles of crack Two for five, five for twenty, buy four, change back She bought a bundle for her uncle that Nods, scratches, and mumbles at her She treated me good for some good weed Just happy, runnin' with rappers After she copped, back to the spot, I did me And she did her, yes sir, and then she did me Swallowed my gunk, gave me money for the blunt Stood out front, lookin' like the first of the month Yet I came, but I kept ma's change She wasn't beat Ran through another magnum family pack and hit the streets Trickin' without a treat Is like a chicken without a beak You could eat, but don't make a difference Cause all you want is the meat I'm a man-who*e, situation pimp [Breeze Brewin] Some girls goin' from former I wanna's To becoming a bum and To that never respectable Hella a receptacle for somethin' Sleazy little Molly, probably easier than Holly Harvey maker of skate is coming Now you gotta take a nut, and hey it's nothing Hey it's nothing As long as she get to take a puff and Has a chaser cousin, Molly ain't for fussin' But bust it Really game sloppy yall See, that dame is Molly Marl Swimmin bout' how she used too When she she gettin' abused dude Maybe Molly plannin' For something like Molly Shannon Here she talkin' she a superstar Be for real That stupid broad just a ski bunny Forever that a** too dusted But best believe honey is ready For bathroom bussin Hardly Molly Ringwald on some pretty in pink Are you kidding me? Take another image like Molly's chin Balls a good combination And now we talkin' a winner And that's off in the center Of wild hood conversation [Aesop Rock] Molly took the leather and tail and the folded overcoat Loves me, Loves me, not a toke to the motions of the game of dosey doe I was in the stomach of the briar patch mystified Firing on all cylinders Highly of the miserables Hazy sh** of the ray on highly poisoned vegetables Molly called the pest control Said, "It made me less alone" That's how the mention go It's every message pretzeled up, it's telephoned To special pen the end result Anyway, Molly, just keep your cabbage in the envelope And I can show you god and every smoking, broken vestibule Took me to the catacombs, spread me to the seance Line and dine the tables with butcher paper and crayons On some... f** sh** with a kid it's a all gumsh** hellabalu Lunch and dinner, giddy up into the oven with you That's Molly f**ing with you That's how the tables turn She front that hubba hubba she just wanna make you squirm