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Don't Say You Luv Me Baby (Prod. Ayelavish)

Lyrixxx:

[Chorus]
No, I'm not regular (No)
Got too rich makin' mixes off my cellular (Yeah)
I'm the new topic, like, who tellin' her? (Who tellin' her?)
Don't try steppin' to me, you gon' end up gettin' hurt (Yeah)
How I come around and make your shit look off brand? (Yeah)
Nah, you can't stop that
And if it's smoke, babygirl, you need to drop that (Yeah)
'Cause I might fuck around and drop that

[Verse]
They sayin' Molly got hits and them other girls ain't on shit (Yeah)
I don't gotta do too much just to get them lit, I been it (Yeah)
Promise my name gon' stick, glued to the pape', now I'm gon' seal her lips (Yeah)
All that talking shit, better be ready to back that, bitch (Yeah)
Keep on throwing stones, me and my niggas, we brought sticks (Yeah)
Your words never hurt, I really ain't that sensitive (Yeah)
I really took that risk, tested my luck, got them dividends (Yeah)
Got it down, I perfected it, step to me, don't recommend
Step to me, better have some sense (Uh, uh, uh)
Step to me, ho, you must be dense (Uh, uh, uh)
Better get with me or you're gettin' left (Uh, uh, uh)
Better get with me or send that diss (Uh, uh, uh)

[Chorus]
No, I'm not regular
Got too rich makin' mixes off my cellular
I'm the new topic, like, who tellin' her?
Don't try steppin' to me, you gon' end up gettin' hurt
No, I'm not regular (No)
Got too rich makin' mixes off my cellular (Yeah)
I'm the new topic, like, who tellin' her? (Who tellin' her?)
Don't try steppin' to me, you gon' end up gettin' hurt (Yeah)
How I come around and make your shit look off brand? (Yeah)
Nah, you can't stop that
And if it's smoke, babygirl, you need to drop that (Yeah)
'Cause I might fuck around and drop that

[Outro]
No, I'm not regular
Mixes off my cellular
No, I'm not regular

Molly Santana - Not Regular [Emo Flipp + Prod. Klampcore]

lyrics:
hit this hoe in missionary held her legs i broke her ankles
she call me her bd imma put a baby in the cradle
i can put you on many ways to get this paper
need it now cant wait for later
(hey ho aah)
she wan' fuck i love her body
took her down im onnat roxy
we on downers she on oxy
im not worried bout no oppy
i done told these niggas stop it
took a trip across the land and now we chillin in the tropics
i had to weigh out all my options
i move tact these niggas sloppy
i do shit with all my brothers
no you wont catch me on my own
if we racing to a bag
i bet on me to take it home
tryna tell me im too young
i told lil shawty we all grown

feel like smoking imma go and roll a 5 up
i be on some chill shit my homies love the violence
inna county with this hoe i love the silence
innat whip burning fucking rubber hear the sirens
told her she my soulmate she know that im lyin
want this shit forever no i do not plan on dyin
(hey hey) got that drip when i walk like poseidon
my bro in the field with no safety just like byron
im told em get down there im screaming "get louder"
dont bring yo bitch round us you not from round here yuh
bro up that blick fast im like what that sound is yuh
we broke a P down 8 ways like a damn pizza

hit this hoe in missionary held her legs i broke her ankles
she call me her bd imma put a baby in the cradle
i can put you on many ways to get this paper
need it now cant wait for later
(hey ho aah)
she wan' fuck i love her body
took her down im onnat roxy
we on downers she on oxy
im not worried bout no oppy
i done told these niggas stop it
took a trip across the land and now we chillin in the tropics
i had to weigh out all my options
i move tact these niggas sloppy
i do shit with all my brothers
no you wont catch me on my own
if we racing to a bag
i bet on me to take it home
tryna tell me im too young
i told lil shawty we all grown

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