Mollywhoppin' Lyrics - Singles - Stunnaman

Slidin' down the block 

Sli-Slidin' down the block 

Sl-Sl-Slidin'down the block on them big ass wheels, yeah 

Chorus: 

Mollywhop, mollywhop, mollywhop, moll-, mollywhop, mollywhop, moll-, mollywhoppin' 

Mollywhop, mollywhop, moll-, mollywhoppin', mollywhop, mollywhop, moll- 

Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna, Stunna, Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna, Stunna 

Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna, Stunna, Stunnaman, Stunnaman, Stunna, Stunna 

Verse 1: 

Slidin' through yolkin' on them big ass wheels/ 

Girls jockin' bass knockin', givin' suckas the chills 

At the light, goin' dummy, 2800 I ain't gotta roof/ 

Got the banga on my lap, fuck around, Imma shoot 

Say my car look wet? That's candy baby/ 

Plexiglass on my windows cuz my bass is crazy 

????, my car so tall/ 

Nah, I don't play hoop, but everyday I ball 

Yeah, I'm in ya hood, I just bounced out/ 

Yo, my bass shakin' all through yo moma house 

Mean muggin' niggas, with these diamonds in my mouth/ 

Glock in my ???, you know what I'm bout 

I'm that nigga that got cho grandpa mad/ 

Cuz I slide through went straight knockin' on his ass 

2800 all day, hood on smash/ 

Count hella cash, ridin' hella fast 

(Chorus) 

Verse 2: 

Yo, your girl say I get her wetter then a jet ski/ 

Blades on the coupe, she be skatin' like Gretzky 

See me European V12, just try and catch me/ 

Leather seats, AC, breakin' down another Sweet 

I tell her roll it up, she roll it up, and pass it back to me/ 

????, I swear his ass after me 

But they'll never catch me, cuz I mollywhopp!/ 

I get stupid in the drop, beatin' up the block 

Bass don't ever stop/ 

Yellow stones in my watch 

It's 3 in the mornin', I just left the club/ 

Finna hit the hood, and wake everybody up! 

I'm gettin' money, sellin' weed on my iPhone/ 

I'm always ???, but the rims so fuckin' grown 

I can't ???, but my wheels can, bitches ???, I think she know who I am/ 

Get cha chick, she be starin' at the wheels, DAMN! 

(Chorus) 

This fool's hella big, I be in the sky/ 

Smoke hella weed, I be hella high 

Pull up to the curb, bounced out, what's the word?/ 

Paint sick, yeah, I'm stuntin' on them Larry Birds 

They get at me, I'm smokin' on Krakk Street/ 

Slidin' on Shaq feet, yeah, I got the strap, B 

I bang west coast, dodge white ghosts/ 

Mess around with my cheese and you're really toast 

Rims extra large, car real little/ 

My watch starburst, but the chain skittles. Navigation with the destination in the middle 

Where you goin'? Where I'm goin? Finna get the cake!/ 

Last week, I swear to god, I made the street break 

I hustle all day, I don't take breaks/ 

Shout out to the real, fuck you and the fakes 

Big money in my safe, yo broke ass stank 

(Chorus x2)