Nasty Mane - Pop A Molly (feat. Juicy J) [Lyric]

(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)
(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)

Pop a molly, pop a bean
Smoke some law, Simpson lee
Pop a molly, pop a bean
Smoke some law, Simpson lee

(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)
(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)

I need a light, of turning spride, it could get my eyes tight
Blow, shattered make me reeze, smoke ahead until you hit
Pop a molly, pouring in, drinking like I’m freight the tide
Till some hit that activis, slip slow I playing this
Don’t double a cup, I libriate it, fuck the ne, a nigga fade this
Sober life I really hate it, feel popping not so deadly
Medicating rief of smoking, suffocating got me joking
Roof standing, farm tool, zeni boss, zeni boss
Snow boney, snow enough
(Boney boney)
(Party free house, nigga bitches call a cab )
(Don’t mind)
Turn the ship, plan no cookies, smile is gambling swain in bed
Bitches are living tripping like she said I need some relax

(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)
(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)

Pop a molly, pop a bean
Smoke some law, Simpson lee
Pop a molly, pop a bean
Smoke some law, Simpson lee

(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)
(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)

Yea, I got a cup for the nerk, falling purposes
Chaste moogle blames like cigarettes
All the way till your bitch house
So I got show my big back down the neck
Stop molly of the nose, coming not them cold
Plowing shots over rush, she can fuck my bro
Nigga like me don’t give a damn
See give a me an instinct gram
You find out, is gonna break your heat
You get home, you wanna kill the bitch
Ain’t no mean, where hell is money
Still in the game, and still in the shit
I got more hedge then I barricade
Leaving them by now in my ashtray
Free the bitch in my too sit and let me beat that pussy like classic lay
Smoking more, alcohol then dark the tray
Giving all my life, won’t stop today
Shot the strays, won’t form the streeze
Free all my niggas that are locked away
I make you rain in DO way, flood the club, give those hoes above
Turn up, let’s keep tripping man
I get naughty, over dose

(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)
(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)

Pop a molly, pop a bean
Smoke some law, Simpson lee
Pop a molly, pop a bean
Smoke some law, Simpson lee

(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee)
(Pop a molly, pop a bean)
(Smoke some law, Simpson lee).

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