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
I'mma bubble in the belly of the
With a duffle of troubles, trunk rattle in the Mazda
Ragged with the Contra, Phantom of the
And I'm on the cop's truck, stacking for the long run
The bags packed, roadside the thumb out
Toe tagged, don't gag, [fag], spit gum out
Nomadic, chrome-grabbing when it's
I'm a manger born puppy holding flight like a do
to the trachea spit, scabies and bet
The label don't like me but pay me a grip
And you see how his day by the state of his wrists
My niggas busy play doughing, bet the baker came like
What the fuck you saying? All that aiming and
I'mma the freckles off your bitch, nigga

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

You me, drugs out, 'front the telly
I'm couch-drunk and to fuck, count fetti and bucks
Pack as that slap 'cross the belly
up? Fuck nigga, what's up?
I'm at the deli scheming on a and a Camel Crush
Screaming "Saddle up!" like is beef? Get your cattle cut, pansy
If fans only local, why them flights trans-atlantied up?
The rice and patty's cooked, for the chancellor
Them with the gold bright, the light switches mad at us
Snap chatting panty clad baddies, I'm a
I'm high and polite cause po-lice is in of us
And write with the same hand I smack 'em up
Stretching out the fifteen I had
Icky Thump, sticky kush lit up in a Jeep

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