Molly Santana Cayenne Lyrics

[Intro]
(Molly Santana, bitch)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
They wish she'd meet shit, tryna hop in my cars
Say she wanna take a pic, she already know who I are
Ride 'round with us, that's gon' get you sick
I've really been on some shit
If you was me, you would be taught
Turnt at the dealer, with my niggas, bitches sneaking
We ain't buyin' it, hell nah
Cashed out, went and copped me a brand new Cayenne, hell yeah
Had to show 'em if I rap then I ain't lyin', yeah, yeah
Molly gon' do it better еvery time
[Verse]
Every sеcond, under pressure, really turned me to the best
Had to get it off my chest
I ain't talking 'bout no necklace
If you want it, gotta get it
And I got it, didn't rent it
Really mine, ain't no credit
Ho I'm flexin', these hoes basic (These hoes basic, these hoes basic) Cost 'bout an arm and leg
Need a guard, steady checkin'
Steady throwin' through this bread (Through this bread, bread, through this bread)
Really honest, I don't wish, I just pray and I get it
I let God do the rest

[Chorus]
They wish she'd meet shit, tryna hop in my cars
Say she wanna take a pic, she already know who I are
Ride 'round with us, that's gon' get you sick
I've really been on some shit
If you was me, you would be taught
Turnt at the dealer, with my niggas, bitches sneaking
We ain't buyin' it, hell nah
Cashed out, went and copped me a brand new Cayenne, hell yeah
Had to show 'em if I rap then I ain't lyin', yeah, yeah
Molly gon' do it better every time
[Outro]
(Hop in my cars)
(Say she wanna take a pic, she already know who I are)

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