Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

Search inside my purse to buy something

99 problems all gone in one joint
And the neck froze like he held it at gunpoint
bubble in the belly of the monster
With a duffle of troubles, trunk rattle in the Mazda
Ragged with the Contra, Phantom of the
And I'm standing on the truck, stacking for the long run
The bags packed, with the thumb out
Toe tagged, don't gag, [fag], your gum out
Nomadic, chrome-grabbing when it's
I'm a manger puppy holding flight like a hangar do
Knife to the spit, scabies and bet
The don't like me but they pay me a grip
And you see how his day going by the of his wrists
My niggas busy play doughing, bet the baker came swinging
What the fuck you saying? All that aiming and
I'mma fuck the off your bitch, nigga

I'll fuck the freckles off face, bitch
We could do this all night
I'll fuck the freckles off your face,

You know me, out, 'front the telly
I'm couch-drunk and ready to fuck, count fetti and
Pack loud as that 'cross the belly
What's up? nigga, what's up?
I'm at the deli scheming on a Fanta and a Crush
"Saddle up!" like fuck is beef? Get your cattle cut, pansy
If them fans only local, why them flights up?
The rice and cooked, nice for the chancellor
Them teeth with the gold bright, the switches mad at us
chatting panty clad baddies, I'm a bachelor
I'm high and cause po-lice is in back of us
And write with the same I smack 'em up with
out the fifteen I had initially
Icky Thump, sticky lit up in a rental Jeep

We could do shit all night
I'll fuck the off your face, bitch
We could do shit all night
I'll fuck the freckles off face, bitch