Tame One, Breeze Brewin, Aesop Rock - Molly lyrics

Ian Matthias Bavitz [Bazooka Tooth]

[Tame One, Breeze Brewin, Aesop Rock - Molly lyrics]

I was probably on Molly the day you saw me
In Little Bricks gettin' piffed
Grinnin' and shit
Cheesin' like dip that come with your chips
This bitch I was with wanted a clip
Running and shit
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-whore, situation pimp

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 ass 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

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 shit 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 fuck shit with a kid
It's a all gumshit hellabalu
Lunch and dinner
Giddy up into the oven with you
That's Molly fucking with you
That's how the tables turn
She front that hubba hubba she
Just wanna make you squirm

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