Molly Freestyle
Molly
Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
I got crystals, I got crystals
I ain't talking rocks
If you want to test me I got test strips in the box
Only fuck with pink, we ain't fuck with tan
Because my molly molly molly
Pinker than Bermuda sand
Orange juice in hand, to potentiate your dose
We got horticultured plants to stuff in all your rolls
Molly molly molly get her taking off her clothes
She tweaking on the weekend, at my fuckin' show
Molly
Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Carbohydrates are the new drugs
And Molly, Molly, Molly is the new love
So what it do, what it do, what it do
The snow is melting from the winter
While I'm swimming, While I'm sinning, while I'm grinning, with my sippers
It's springtime now, maybe summer
And molly, molly, molly still the number one stunner
So keep your sun up and eat a 100
I'm just chilling in the suburbs with my lovey dovey bubby gettting huggy to some jazz
Hit a dougie on the track
So you know I keep it fresh
You know I got that gas
Hold on I'mma refresh
Gotta keep that beat fresh with some jesus
Freestyle and she freaking
Molly Molly Molly got her really fuckin' tweaking
Molly
Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly
Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
I got crystals, I got crystals
I ain't talking rocks
If you want to test me I got test strips in the box
Only fuck with pink, we ain't fuck with tan
Because my molly molly molly
Pinker than Bermuda sand
Orange juice in hand, to potentiate your dose
We got horticultured plants to stuff in all your rolls
Molly molly molly get her taking off her clothes
She tweaking on the weekend, at my fuckin' show
Molly
Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Carbohydrates are the new drugs
And Molly, Molly, Molly is the new love
So what it do, what it do, what it do
The snow is melting from the winter
While I'm swimming, While I'm sinning, while I'm grinning, with my sippers
It's springtime now, maybe summer
And molly, molly, molly still the number one stunner
So keep your sun up and eat a 100
I'm just chilling in the suburbs with my lovey dovey bubby gettting huggy to some jazz
Hit a dougie on the track
So you know I keep it fresh
You know I got that gas
Hold on I'mma refresh
Gotta keep that beat fresh with some jesus
Freestyle and she freaking
Molly Molly Molly got her really fuckin' tweaking
Molly
Molly
You know we fuckin' love to party
Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly
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Writer(s): Graham Schmidt
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