Fortunate Ones - Did You Eat A Powdered Donut? lyrics

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Fortunate Ones - Did You Eat A Powdered Donut? lyrics

[Hook]: Never get caught The ginger bread man got nothing on you, right? They say when pigs fly But they drive cars with the blue and red lights Searching for a vice Devmolition on the lungs smoking weed, getting blown up Popping pills Feeling like you're now a true grown up The answer to your question is a Then a Got some sh** up in your nose Did you eat a powdered donut? Locked up with my family Everyday she's letting one out I feel excited every time her hand reaches I hope it grabs me, so I know when my plan reaches I turn your night into a circus with grand features Juggling your life with mines it's so stupendous They say my name because they f** with me Oh so endless You got me in your grasp Gee golly I'm happy My name is Molly so gladly To meet you tongue I was waving through your teeth And your throat was fun I'mma help you see things that you couldn't enjoy You'll probably go to a party where the n***as is coy And them n***as will ploy To give your kitty some milk And your bum some change Then your grill some meat While I travel to your mind to make you feel complete Then I'll chill with your liver till it's colder than a deadbeat dad Then I'll swim out with the cum you had b**h [Hook] I've seen some parties and i've seen some days Leaving my enthusiasts in the back of alleyways They do me wrong so I sing this song to this day I hope your kids based on genes Will one day, pay for me I was made for addiction and now you slave for me I was made for reason and now you crave for me I was made to heal, no reason to keep me concealed In the back of automobiles King of pop named me "Thrill" And the Prince "Purple Rain" I numbed his pain It's such a shame That I'm not more critically acclaimed In the 80's The muthaf**in 80's They mixed me with some baking soda And sold me for a Mercedes A Mercedes? I was smuggled in the a** crack of a lady I was cut up and inhaled by a baby In the pouch Of a mother that don't even know the route That I partake in past customs And I'm pardoned by a sniff [Hook]