Young Fyre - Thizzles lyrics

[Skit] - Man, I don't give a f** about all that, I just wanna make sure these beats are locked down. Hey, hold on one second, here's Tech right here, man. What's up homeboy, what you need? - Th-th-th-th-thizzles! - How many? - Th-th-th-th-thizzles! - What is that, like five? - Yahtzee! - Alright, c'mon through - Cool [Intro: Tech N9ne] Only ye who is on the molly shall dig this little diddy here And if ye shall want that molly, then ye shall have it! [Hook: Tech N9ne] When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that Hey, hey (I got thizzles) [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] T-H-I-Z-Z-L-E-S, in my belly, yes We stay high, we be helly X'd, so don't be jelly, just Get up in the midst of the party, got a fistful of molly and a b**h with a body I think I wanna grab another chick from a hottie Make her licked on my lollipop, I hits when I'm naughty Hit em both then I'm 'scapin later Never limited, dig it, I'm makin paper Penny pickin, was sick, I was hatin fakers Who played the great A, but they can't bust I was-a-poppin, the panties was droppin I never stopped even when granny was knockin Super shockin when the be canopy top It's off from all the rockin, insanity f**in That I does, my high buzz The type of sky shove I love, I was [Pre-hook] (Poppin Molly Ringwald while, eatin Stacy Green raw) (Everbody and things saw, motherf**in fiend, y'all) [Hook] [Verse 2: Danny Brown] M-D-M-to-the-A, on that plate, got me hella straight We just took some dips, we just met, but we gon' f** today So pop that p**y for a goon and I got four hoes in my hotel room Got a zip of that Marley and a fill of that Henny and a gram of that molly we about to go boom b**h it's Tech Nina and your boy Danny Brown Hand-me-down clothes on me hand-me-down hoes They be hoes on the dick doing fingers made of gold with a ruby on her head and a diamond on my nuts Cumming on her bu*t for a pill with a s*ut Playin with the p**y now I'm tryin to go f** So ho stop playin gon' let a n***a cut Like a homeboy screamin ridin on the west side Gon' s** a n***a dick or something Gon' let a n***a hit or something We rollin, rollin on the moon rocks we controlling, 'trolling Up against the wall, all these b**hes on my balls Off that Molly Ringwald Off that molly, brainwashed [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Orange juice, morn' boost Born goof, scorn roots Worn youths, let my horns loose p**n groups with the E we raise the darn roof Got it really hot in here I'mma knock this beer, I'mma pop this year Bet you think I'mma gonna stick and rock this rear But big booty b**h, I love you, but I'm not sincere Said you never popped before, I can't tell how Cause you're freaky, you take it, you're going to hell now! That I does, my high buzz The type of sky shove I love I was [Pre-hook & Hook] Time to get your molly on! (x4)