Teddie Jayc - Pink Haired Molly

Yo Chief I think I found the solution for our problem with these bitches
Oh yeah
Yeah, kid's insane, mad evil, 25 mill, 5 upfront
He worth it
Yessir
Ait, go head

Forget Scarface, you know how the story ends
I've been playin Tony for too long
Now I'm sick of it
I've done popped too many pills
Went from sick to ill
Zero to a hunnid, from cool to hot, in a split second
I ain't ridin no more, I'mma spread my wings
Take off from the stripe, sniff sniff, jump jump
I'm free
Round five-five, maybe five-four
But gonna score against anybody at will
Like I'm Allen Iverson, got the answer to any shit
That you bitches may wanna know
Yes it's me, I'm creepin on the come up
Been waitin for too long, my body begun to corrode
Been lurkin in dark for so long, my body got numb
Been smart, been collectin every drop
My barrel's overflowin, I'm sicc of all the fuckery
No more Euthanasia, now I'm goin real sicko mode
Three, two, one, it's on, let's go

Slow off Lean, so much Codeine
Think the time stands still
Got Dust in my Pot, take a puff, fuck with them angels
Pink haired Molly, Loosey
All friends dead, I'mma take off with nobody
Who's next
Who's next
Light at the end of the tunnel
That's suicide

Used to pop muthafuckas with a mask on
Got my mask off, I don't give a fuck
Now I'm goin dumb, I'mma run amock
I want all da smoke
Matter fact, I want'em to know, who's breakin'em off
I ain't thievin, I ain't robbin
I'm just takin what I want
On this comedy night, you sad clowns just gettin ass fucked
Fucc a homo, I'mma fuck Miss V
Love to see her walkin round in her see through panties
She knows I like to get wild in the bedroom
So she puttin sedatives in my brew
Let it be known, even if I'm xanned out, I'm crunk like Lil' John
Like a wild animal, ain't no stoppin me, once I smelled fresh meat
Go off like an automatic rifle
With my tongue in the slash and my tumb in her crack
Grind my dick betweet her tits
Like a squirrel I won't stop till I got to nut
Spray my load in her face

Slow off Lean, so much Codeine
Think the time stands still
Got Dust in my Pot, take a puff, fuck with them angels
Pink haired Molly, Loosey
All friends dead, I'mma take off with nobody
Who's next
Who's next
Light at the end of the tunnel
That's suicide

Sheesh, my rifle's got an extended clip
Aaay, my monkeys go bananas
Yes baby girl, I am the one
I used to play the one, I'm still the point god
All the big men love to run with ya boy
I'm dishin dimes left, I'm passin the rock right
Goin right to left, behind the back and in and out
Schoolin rookies, call me the professor
Teachin lessons on the concrete
The Smith & Wesson's gonna make you bleed
Bucc Bucc Bucc Bucc

Written by:
Timur Tissen

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