Molly’d Up - Intellectual

[Chorus: Debo]

Molly'd up, pass the weed, give me two shots

It's about to get, crazy

Baby on my dick so, maybe, maybe

Molly'd up, pass the weed, give me two shots

If you want you can be my Annie

You know the deal girl

Rolling and imma get turnt up

Turns up this is Louie, Twilight like the movie

In the Darks with the vampires and werewolves we tryna creep up on some groupies

We looking for the wooty, and get a little cootie

Feeling on her booty, I wear that muhfucka like I'm gripping on my toolie

Bust it in her face like an AR-15

Got my eye on her pussy like an infrared beam

Pussy killa all they heard was the screams

King Crenshaw make the pussy Krispy Kreme

One thing about me I do this, give a bitch the blues like Clueless

And all my niggas is shooters, and all my niggas salute me

I'm rolling momma I'm crusin', hair like a lion, imma cougar

How cold is ice, ice cooler, next stop is to my jeweler

Yeah, so take her down, take a low

You ain't dealing with a rookie imma fucking pro

So take her down, take a low

You ain't dealing with a rookie imma fucking pro

Throw it back, let me see something

Tryna tell you muthafuckas that it's FO!

I'm prolly in the glove, molly in the cup

And if I ain't on the block then I'm prolly with a slut

Athletic hoes man I keep 'em in a buff

Keep 'em with the drugs and they keep me nuts

If they ain't finna fuck they ain't even with the thug

And I be on my hustle hard even when I'm drunk

So it's dumb E on me like it's Eazy in the club

What a minute, started with a [?]

But that pushed up till [?]

I glove it like I love it then I'm back to the hood

'Cause I don't get whipped, whip that pussy!