Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

Search inside my purse to buy something

99 problems all in that one joint
And the neck gold like he held it at gunpoint
bubble in the belly of the monster
With a duffle full of troubles, trunk rattle in the
Ragged the Contra, Phantom of the Opera
And I'm standing on the truck, stacking for the long run
The bags packed, roadside with the out
Toe tagged, gag, [fag], spit your gum out
Nomadic, chrome-grabbing when danger
I'm a manger born holding flight like a hangar do
Knife to the trachea spit, and bet
The label don't like me but they pay me a
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 All that aiming and miss
I'mma fuck the freckles off bitch, nigga

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

You me, drugs out, 'front the telly
I'm couch-drunk and ready to fuck, fetti and bucks
Pack as that slap 'cross the belly
What's up? Fuck nigga, up?
I'm at the deli on a Fanta 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 and patty's cooked, nice for the chancellor
Them teeth with the bright, the light switches mad at us
Snap chatting panty clad baddies, I'm a
I'm high and polite cause is in back of us
And write with the same I smack 'em up with
out the fifteen I had initially
Icky Thump, sticky kush lit up in a rental

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