Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

Search my purse to buy something worthless

99 problems all gone in that one
And the gold froze like he held it at gunpoint
I'mma bubble in the belly of the
With a duffle full of troubles, trunk in the Mazda
Ragged with the Contra, of the Opera
And I'm standing on the truck, stacking for the long run
The packed, roadside with the thumb out
Toe tagged, gag, [fag], spit your gum out
Nomadic, chrome-grabbing it's danger
I'm a manger born holding flight like a hangar do
Knife to the trachea spit, and bet
The label like me but they pay me a grip
And you see how his day going by the of his wrists
My niggas play doughing, bet the baker came swinging like
What the fuck you saying? All that and miss
I'mma fuck the freckles off your bitch,

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

You know me, drugs out, the telly
I'm couch-drunk and ready to fuck, count and bucks
Pack as that slap 'cross the belly
What's up? Fuck nigga, up?
I'm at the scheming on a Fanta and a Camel Crush
Screaming "Saddle up!" fuck is beef? Get your cattle cut, pansy
If fans only local, why them flights trans-atlantied up?
The rice and cooked, nice for the chancellor
Them with the gold bright, the light 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 hand I 'em up with
Stretching out the fifteen I had
Icky Thump, sticky kush lit up in a rental

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