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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Showjoe
Showjoe
Producer
Radiate
Radiate
Producer
Bass
Bass
Producer

Lyrics

Please, don't make me get out my body (Yeah, yeah)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
Please, don't make me get out my body (Yeah, yeah)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
Once I started there was no stoppin' (No), take a lot to make a **** fall off (I know)
Made a whole lot of motherfuckin' copies, and they gon' ride my dick 'til it fall off (Oh)
I ain't really fuckin' with you, shawty (Oh), you make a **** wanna nod off (Uh, uh, uh)
They gon' be up in the blogs talkin' (They just talk), 'til this shit really pop off (Oh)
**** pocket-watchin' over there (There), g-go get some money, get up out my hair (Hair)
Hunnid people sayin' that I'm weird, but I just made a hunnid bands off my rear (My rear)
So how could you expect me to care? (To care) Baby, I know that I'm real rare
I give them every reason to stare (Stare), like they at the freak show at the fair (Fair)
Please, don't make me get out my body (Huh, huh)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
Please, don't make me get out my body (Huh, huh)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
These hoes need to catch up, they owed on they last rent (Yeah)
And they gettin' passed up, I know that shit is not fun (Yeah)
I done got my racks up (Racks up), I been goin' too dumb (Too dumb)
I ain't ever lackin' (Lackin'), I walk around with two drums (Drums)
In case he wanna be one (Yeah, one, yeah)
In case he tryna see sum' (Sum', yeah)
You know Molly gon' bleed 'em (Bleed 'em, yeah)
He know Molly gon' bleed 'em (Bleed 'em)
Please, don't make me get out my body (Huh, huh)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
Please, don't make me get out my body (Huh, huh)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
Please, don't make me get out my body (Yeah, yeah)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
Please, don't make me get out my body (yeah, yeah)
You keep tryin' shit, you might just find it (Yeah, yeah)
Written by: Molly Santana
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