Dub Cup & Molly - Future

Ay, let me hit my cup, ew, shit taste nasty

I’mma pour me up some more molly in there

Ay they wanna make that movie

Welcome to Mollyworld

She about that life

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I’m twisted and I’m faded, I’m po’ing up and I’m driving

She foreign and exotic

She a ride it like Ferrari

Give her this and let her pop it

Give her this and let her top ya

Let that girl win her a Oscar

We got commas, we got llamas

We got ice on Ferragamos

I got styrofoams and condoms

I got packs of blunts and loud, I got a big stack of them hundreds

Got baby bottles full of lean, I’m doped up and I’m stunting

I’m higher than the moon, I’m way up there in space

I’m sleeping with the toolie, I’m flexing with the K

I rather get ya girl geeked up, I don’t like to go on dates

Put this inside ya cup if you don’t like the taste

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Central Station Field, that’s wassup to DJ Drake

Is it Rock Big C, Reggie Black over at Blades

My dog shawty rock, my dog Don Juan

For the girls that come out, time to order us some water

We play at DOA, we play at BlueFlame

Hershey on the 1s and 2s, we bring it back again

Bring it back, DJ C-Money

Dj Funky coalition always vote for me

Got strong with DJ Skeeter and Chop what’s happening

O-Meezy I see you, my nigga we here

Salute to every DJ, every DJ over airways

I’m hood rich, got heavy hitters, my affiliates got hit men

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Tropicana drinker, Picasso, I’m a painter

Codeine in the sprite, we toasting up congratulations

We higher than the moon, we floating like balloon

Everything in the sky, everything in Pluto

Everything in NASA, everybody round here trying to blast off

My glasses they pitch black, came in with them big racks

Our codeine’s in a Gucci bag with a big gat, mismatched

Head to toe, designer

What you in?

Desginer

Got some bitches in here trying to get geeked up, they about to find us

They stuck inside a frenzy

I swear this drank taste like some candy

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What you say?

Turn up

This music geeked up nigga, you listen to this shit you gone think you on a

molly, homie

If you ain’t tried no molly before you need to just listen to these DJ X-rated

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