Christian Rich - Mola**es lyrics

[Intro: RZA] Search inside my purse to buy something worthless [Verse 1] 99 problems all gone in that one joint And the neck gold froze like he held it at gunpoint I'm a bubble in the belly of the monster With a duffel full of troubles, trunk rattle in the Mazda Ragged with the contra, Phantom of the Opera And I'm standing on the cop's truck, stacking for the long run The bags packed, roadside with the thumb out Toe tagged, don't gag, [f*g], spit your gum out Nomadic, chrome-grabbing when it's danger I'm a manger-born puppy, holding flight like a hangar do Knife to the trachea, spit scabies and bet The label don't like me but they pay me a grip And you see how his day going by the state of his wrists Ya n***as busy Play-Dohing, bet the baker came swinging like What the f** you saying? All that aiming and miss I'mma f** the freckles off your b**h, n***a [Hook: RZA] I'll f** the freckles off your face, b**h We could do this sh** all night I'll f** the freckles off your face, b**h [Verse 2] You know me, d** out, front the telly I'm couch-drunk and ready to f**, count fetti and bucks Pack loud as that slap 'cross the belly What's up? f** n***a, what's up? I'm at the deli, scheming on a Fanta and a Camel Crush Screaming "Saddle up!," like, "f** is beef?" Get your cattle cut, pansy If them fans only local, why them flights trans-atlantied up? The rice and patty's cooked, nice for the chancellor Them teeth with the gold bright, the light switches mad at us Snap chatting panty clad baddies, I'm a bachelor I'm high and polite cause po-lice is in back of us And write with the same hand I smack 'em up with Stretching out the fifteen I had initially Icky Thump, sticky kush lit up in a rental Jeep [Hook]