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Molotov Lyrics

Light skin

Dark thoughts

Young cocktail, blowing up, Molotov

Mazel tov, congratulations

Round of applause

You have now made it

Gold chain, silver rings and platinum records

At the top, sleeping on ya'll bum bettin'

With [?] rhymes, give a fuck if you get it

But if you want bars, I can serve a life sentence

No question, therefore, I'm never askin'

"Who can keep up with the kid?" In this rap shit

You say you got better flow, I get it, keep going, Nancy

They all just pop, so all I'm seein' is soda cans

But I don't shake 'em

I don't touch 'em, I keep it movin'

White kid too much, so, I keeps it [?]

So nowadays everybody loves a rapper, but, only if you get love back from the game, so ya'll some bachelors