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letra de skoota - frailboys

yeah

[hook: damian bess]
i might f-ck on her and on her friend (oh)
i might hit the beach and get a tan
i been poppin’ molly, molly tan
let’s go somewhere quiet, a dead end

[bridge: seamus]
i been poppin’ molly, poppin’ xan (i’m poppin’ xan)
i just got some money, do my dance yeah yeah (i do my dance)
i said bring her buddy if you can, yeah (if you can)
she don’t wanna top me, f-ck her friend, yeah yeah (i f-ck her friend)

[verse 1: damian bess]
askin’ who that is, cuz they never seen the kid (who dat?)
askin’ who that is, cuz they never seen the fit (ok)
pull up on your hoe, (pull up) she ain’t never seen the d-ck
call her juliet, she been dying for some d-ck
after the d-ck, she would die
brought her back to life, revive (revive)
wildin’ wailin’ like a siren (siren)
havin’ withdrawal, suicide (suicide)
control of the c-ckpit, my pilot
this d-ck gave her wings, now she fly
nut in her eye, now she blind
kicked her out, back to my rhymes
ay, ooh, what you want
ay ooh, flex like flaunt
ay ooh, saint laurent, did it just to stunt
ay, ooh, hide her booze
touch her tooth
that’s your boo (huh?)
that’s mine too, ok (ok)

[hook: damian bess]
i might f-ck on her and on her friend
i might hit the beach and get a tan
i been poppin’ molly, molly tan
let’s go somewhere quiet, a dead end

[verse 2: seamu$]
mama tried to tell me not to take prescription drugs
when the doctor gave it to me she ain’t give a f-ck (yuh)
now i pop a xan i got prescription in my cup (yuh)
you do it for fun because your favorite rapper does
pull up she hoppin’ right in (skrrt)
she know i been duckin’ the cameras
water drippin’ from my neck and my wrist
i got a [?] like she come from atlanta
i got a cuban b-tch speakin’ spanish
i get them cuban cigars from havana
come in my crib, i show that b-tch my lil’ friend
b-tch called me tony montan (oh)a (bah, bah, bah, brrrr)
normally i don’t be sippin’ that codeine, but f-ck it i bought me a liter
pour it up like a barista (ay)
money keep going, arriba (yeah)
i ain’t no trapper but i’ma just happen to have it, so ask if you need it (ay)
i saw your b-tch in the bleachers (ay)
oh, that’s my name that she screamin’

[hook: damian bess]
i might f-ck on her and on her friend (oh)
i might hit the beach and get a tan
i been poppin’ (yeah) molly, molly tan
let’s go somewhere quiet, a dead end

- frailboys

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