Ring Around The Rosie

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Molly Santana - Rap, Trap

Ring Around The Rosie

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[Intro] Uh-huh PSYKIDD [Chorus] Ring around the rosie, got pockets full of posies Got ashes on ashes, what I be smoking Turn 'em into ashes, like I'm on that smoke shit Stop calling me twin, you ain't sippin' on that Codeine Dirty ass cup, you know it be that Codeine (Yeah) I'm high as fuck, I'm smoking on that propane Can't ever fall in love, 'cause I never trust a hoe, man Hell nah, trust a hoe, I'm like "No way" [Verse 1] I be ridin' in them Foreigns, floor it Hit the bank and I'm scoring I just up the score, bitch you [?] Dirty like my drank, she a whore I do it for the glory (Glory) You do it for the story You do it 'cause you're boring Riding with that torch Ridin' with that .40 If you hop out, thеn we scorin' Nigga better watch out Nigga bеtter watch your mouth Nigga, don't talk down If I hear a sound Then yall get blammed That high, I get down [Chorus] Ring around the rosie, got pockets full of posies Got ashes on ashes, what I be smoking Turn 'em into ashes, like I'm on that smoke shit Stop calling me twin, you ain't sippin' on that Codeine Dirty ass cup, you know it be that Codeine (Yeah) I'm high as fuck, I'm smoking on that propane Can't ever fall in love, 'cause I never trust a hoe, man Hell nah, trust a hoe, I'm like "No way" [Verse 2] Can't never catch me lackin' Smoking that opp pack in These niggas pussy, like cats These niggas Puss, like Boots Ran up, get boomed Ran up, you stup' These niggas be clueless Don't know how I do it How the fuck I'm movin' I can't be groovin' On the beat (Yeah), I lose it On the beat I go stupid These bitches be choosin' But ain't got no movement But ain't got no motion I flow like the ocean I flow like the coastal These bitches get postal [Chorus] Ring around the rosie, got pockets full of posies Got ashes on ashes, what I be smoking Turn 'em into ashes, like I'm on that smoke shit Stop calling me twin, you ain't sippin' on that Codeine Dirty ass cup, you know it be that Codeine (Yeah) I'm high as fuck, I'm smoking on that propane Can't ever fall in love, 'cause I never trust a hoe, man Hell nah, trust a hoe, I'm like "No way" [Outro] I be ridin' in them Foreigns, floor it Hit the bank and I'm scoring (Scorin') I just up the score, bitch you [?] Dirty like my drank, she a whore (She a whore) Dirty like my drank, she a whore Yeah, whore

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  • Molly Santana