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Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Radiate
Radiate
Producer
Synthetic
Synthetic
Producer
Showjoe
Showjoe
Producer

Lyrics

(kaaj)
I got so used to having, no rules
I got so confused listenin' to damn dudes (Turn me up)
Yeah
Stick to the plot, can't let up
Left all the bands in the dresser (Yeah)
They can't find my dress, boy, if you smoke, I address you
These **** know I ain't scared, ain't nobody to test (Yeah)
Boy, you 'bout as soft as a feather, thought I fucked with you was a blessin' (Blessin')
Bless up, bless up, got my hands together (Yeah)
Can't stop, can't stop, I don't have no fear (Fear)
Listen, listen, when I'm comin' here (Yeah)
Little one, little one, you can't come 'round here
Said I talk too much, and everywhere I go, I fuck it up (Fuck it up)
Really I'm too young, don't get where the fuck I'm comin' from
Maybe y'all too dumb, can't understand where it all went wrong
Got all these hoes but I ain't get no try to support this one
Swear these boys so dumb, I gotta be the one to raise them, huh
Can't afford no love, yo' ass gon' be hooked to me like some drugs (Like some drugs)
Can't pick up the phone, pick up the phone, I don't even be about my funds (Funds)
Better leave me alone, leave me alone, I don't have no love (Love)
Bless up, bless up, got my hands together (Yeah)
Can't stop, can't stop, I don't have no fear (Fear)
Listen, listen, when I'm comin' here (Yeah)
Little one, little one, you can't come 'round here
Bless up, bless up, got my hands together (Yeah)
Can't stop, can't stop, I don't have no fear (Fear)
Listen, listen, when I'm comin' here (Yeah)
Little one, little one, you can't come 'round here
Written by: Molly Santana
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