Song parody of
Molly (Carti Remix)
by Scaletta
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Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah
Look at these diamonds they shining (Oh Yeah!)
Now I'm feeling alright
Cos' this is now my time
Eliantte for a cheap 45
Bitch, I ain't got no stylist
Bitch, all my planes are private
Baby perkies on the privates
Bitch, we don't fuck with Molly
Molly water, ecstasy
Get you higher than you ever needed
Bitch I'm flying private, party with the demons
This shit's too exotic
I am overseas man
Bitch, we don't fuck with Molly
It's the Lorax, Cat in the Hat
Dr Seuss is where it's at
Got a big fat stick, might jab it in the air
I'm Willow Smith, no locks in my hair
Who goes there, the caring bear?
It's scaletta and me, XO we share
The soul we meet, we're going there
Upside down pieces, hold him there
Bitch, I ain't got no stylist bitch
Perkies on the privates bitch
I don't fuck with Molly bitch
I don't need no thottie bitch
I don't need no thottie hoe
That everyone knows what she can hold
Racks on the table, bitch
Racks on the table
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah
Look at these diamonds they shining (Oh Yeah!)
Now I'm feeling alright
Cos' this is now my time
Eliantte for a cheap 45
Bitch, I ain't got no stylist
Bitch, all my planes are private
Baby perkies on the privates
Bitch, we don't fuck with Molly
Molly water, ecstasy
Get you higher than you ever needed
Bitch I'm flying private, party with the demons
This shit's too exotic
I am overseas man
Bitch, we don't fuck with Molly
It's the Lorax, Cat in the Hat
Dr Seuss is where it's at
Got a big fat stick, might jab it in the air
I'm Willow Smith, no locks in my hair
Who goes there, the caring bear?
It's scaletta and me, XO we share
The soul we meet, we're going there
Upside down pieces, hold him there
Bitch, I ain't got no stylist bitch
Perkies on the privates bitch
I don't fuck with Molly bitch
I don't need no thottie bitch
I don't need no thottie hoe
That everyone knows what she can hold
Racks on the table, bitch
Racks on the table
