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trip-swoosh - molly water كلمات أغنية

hopped up out the wraith, popped a perc and smoked some ganja’ f_cking on a bad b_tch straight up from tijuana’ clothes smelling like a few pounds of that og marijuana’ drinking pints of lean and popping beans, pass me the dusted ganja’

uh, rolling off eight beans’ f_ck that lean, i get geeked off molly water’ put two grams up in my cup, i saw satan like jeffery dahmer’ smoking molly rock up out the rig, yeah i was born a popper’ blunt smellin’ like some skunk, yeah it would drop you harder than my d_ck up in your daughter’

f_cked your b_tches throat, her head good just like modanna’ ain’t touch that p_ssy out of fear she’d rot my d_ck off like a maurder, mario my plug and he be the best doctor, i get real scripts while you all sip dirty water’

uh, she f_ck in chanel just like a diva’ foreign body, broad ain’t got the visa’ that boy hating, i gotta beat him’ ima hop off the boat with a pound of the yayo’ they lil b_tch gon’ swallow up my s_m_n’ uh, his lil b_tch eatin’

i’m smoking perc, committing treason’ his lil thot b_tch smell like water’ lil hoe squirtin’ like fiji’ lil thot f_ck in my venue, than say that she need me’ f_ck out my penthouse, all these thots want is some bread and some squeegee’

took five steps back and let that slug off to his dome like luigi’ popping perc with the syrup, drinking a pint of the good lean’ cracking a seal of some good bean’ don’t pass me advils, that’s a pet peeve thing’

uh, ain’t sell my soul but still got that record deal’ i remember days scr_ping cents up just for a couple meals’ now interscope records on my line wanting to throw me up a couple mil’

lost inside my mind, yeah my life really a movie’ popping percocet with every meal just to live in a illusion’ my mind, i’m losing’ drowning in the music’ making platinum records every week, these drugs i’m using’

f_ck up out my sorrows and bump this music’ w’s every day hoe, i ain’t losing’ these hoes always choosin’ uh, percocet, xanny up in every meal’ making albums off the drugs, don’t pass me advil’ devil on my phone, he all up in these pills’

©trip_swoosh

“this song is written and produced solely by “trip_swoosh” and no other artist has contributed to the making or producing of this in any way, shape or form“

- trip swoosh

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