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airhead - pink molli lyrics

[intro]
do you like scary movies?
uh*huh
what’s your favorite scary movie?
uhh, i don’t know

you’re being ridiculous…
what do you care? i’m not your girlfriend anymore!

(molli, what the f*ck?)

aye, aye, yuh

[verse 1]
this b*tch off her meds, she crazy
and this b*tch tryna have my baby
and this b*tch tryna m*st*rbate me
sniped her n*gga, got him on one hp (aye)
i don’t know what i’m doin right now
me and this b*tch we coolin right now (aye)
this b*tch blocked me, like d*mn b*tch wow
hit the lil n*gga wit da boom bam pow
and i got a lot of damage
you don’t want me, you can’t handle this
she playin with my b*lls, shawty handlin’
my d*ck, i love the way that she handle it
she talk too much, i can’t stand it
i’m makin her squirt, while she standin
i don’t love you b*tch, our storylinе ain’t cannon
your n*gga a b*tch, i’ll hit him wit that cannon
[chorus]
when she suck me up hеr head expand like an airhead
aye i’m the sh*t lil n*gga, rob dyrdek
im the goat lil n*gga, where the shears at
he was talkin dat sh*t, lil n*gga dats hearsay
he on my d*ck, i don’t care what a queer say
ain’t sh*t to do, lil n*gga it’s a clear day
my b*tch look like kay lee ray
shut the f*ck up, i don’t care bout what she said
this n*gga talk mad sh*t, he a meathead
no one like this n*gga, he wheat bread
i’m a cute n*gga, and she gave me supreme head
got the camera on me, i’m a thespian
got the trap on my waist lil n*gga like a lesbian
strap on my waist lil b*tch i’m veteran
i was f*ckin’ this b*tch, she was wearin’ her boyfriends letterman

[verse 2]
aye and i wrote her a letter man
the sh*t said, “hey, can we be friends again?”
lowkey i was just tryna spread her legs again
hit her up on ig, she a 10
i ain’t getting locked up for embezzlement
broke the b*tch back, and i gave her a settlement (yuh)
the sh*t unsettling
i’m tryna cool wit my n*gga benjamin
and i play wit the benjamins
watch on me, got me feelin’ like ben 10
she was jerkin my d*ck and permanently bent it
hashtag, f*ck that n*gga benson
we gon skurt in that lexus
we gon skurt in that whip, lil n*gga we reckless
i’m in her p*ssy cat and i’m wrecking it
one b*tch too many, i can’t worry bout a second b*tch
[chorus]
when she suck me up her head expand like an airhead
aye i’m the sh*t lil n*gga, rob dyrdek
im the goat lil n*gga, where the shears at
he was talkin dat sh*t, lil n*gga dats hearsay
he on my d*ck, i don’t care what a queer say
ain’t sh*t to do, lil n*gga it’s a clear day
my b*tch look like kay lee ray
shut the f*ck up, i don’t care bout what she said
this n*gga talk mad sh*t, he a meathead
no one like this n*gga, he wheat bread
i’m a cute n*gga, and she gave me supreme head
got the camera on me, i’m a thespian
got the trap on my waist lil n*gga like a lesbian
strap on my waist lil b*tch i’m veteran
i was f*ckin’ this b*tch, she was wearin’ her boyfriend’s letterman

[verse 3]
i ain’t tryna take advantage
she got on top, lil b*tch that’s a vantage point
dp, no d*ck pic, n*gga that’s damage points
the way that she suckin’ my sh*t, imma go bazoinks
she said all of her, i could have it (aye)
i’ve been that n*gga eva’ since i made magic
i will use a condom, lil b*tch i ain’t magic
alley*oop lil b*tch, i’m ballin’ like the mavericks
and this b*tch tryna have a dance off
i don’t give a f*ck, lil b*tch take your pants off
this b*tch left a scar, but i’m takin’ the bandage off (aye)
money s*xy, take the rubber band off
these n*ggas be campin’ like it’s standoff
me and my n*gga mad close like drake and josh
these n*ggas be boujee, h*lla pish posh
took the b*tch to the pound, i’m the big dog (i’m the big dog)
[outro]
aye lowkey, i know that she want me
gettin’ the p*ssy wet, like tsunami
bad redhead b*tch, like nami

man that sh*t was off dome n*gga
get the f*ck outta here

when she suck me up her head expand like an airhead
aye i’m the sh*t lil n*gga, rob dyrdek
i’m the goat lil n*gga, where the shears at
he was talkin dat sh*t, lil n*gga dats hearsay
he on my d*ck, i don’t care what a queer say (molli, what the f*ck?)
ain’t sh*t to do, lil n*gga it’s a clear day
my b*tch look like kay lee ray
shut the f*ck up, i don’t care bout what she said (molli, pick up the f*cking phone)
this n*gga talk mad sh*t, he a meathead
no one like this n*gga, he wheat bread
i’m a cute n*gga, and she gave me supreme head
got the camera on me, i’m a thespian
got the trap on my waist lil n*gga like a lesbian
strap on my waist lil b*tch i’m veteran
i was f*ckin’ this b*tch, she was wearin’ her boyfriend’s letterman

- pink molli lyrics

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