Parlaay lyrics

by

Metro Boomin



[Verse 1: ReeseKool]
Aye, yo, Longway!
I got 4 naked b*tches up in 'the lobby'!
Lickin', suckin' and f*ckin'! On everybody!
They came to 'parlaay', to 'parlaay'! Came to party!
I got kush; I got lean; Like what you need n*gga!?
Who is these n*ggas? Tryna beat us...
Is you we? n*gga; Or police n*gga
R.I.P; it's from Monday to Sunday-
I got the trap on wheels; n*ggas talkin 'bout money-
But they ain't got nun', still... (Whoop, whoop, whoop-whoop)
Damn, these n*ggas make me laugh...
Why the hell you n*ggas make me laugh?
Longway, ReeseKool and Lex Luger
Tell her, "Pop that pus*y... Like a shooter"

[Chorus: ReeseKool]
I might just call Longway
I got 4 butt naked b*tches runnin' 'round the lobby
Poppin' Molly, kissin', lickin', touchin' everybody
They just came to 'parlaay', they just camе to 'parlaay'
They just came to 'parlaay'-
Marijuana lit; dirty Fanta, spiked, with Molly
I told hеr to, "Buss it, if she tryna be somebody"
She just came to 'parlaay', they just came to 'parlaay'
I be killin' this sh*t, n*gga; I might catch a body
[Verse: 2 Peewee Longway]
Molly Sand-Tan, got yo' b*tch ridin' it in the lobby
I ain't no killer, but don't push me, pus*y; I might catch a body...
Juugin' 'Baskin-Robins'; I got 'gas', called Exotic
b*tches tryna 'parlaay', 'cause I kick it, like i'm Gotti
Trappin’ in Burk Castle, found the plug; he pulled up in the 'Rari
"Peewee Longway in the lobby; pullin' stunts, like he MacGyver"
Zippers on my Givenchy's; 5 naked b*tches, just wiggin'
My jeans European, feel it-
They tryna snatch 'em off, eat the di*k
Molly got me feelin' Fozeralli ; I'm groovy, lil' b*tch!
Armadillo, Giuseppe; I step and make movies, lil' b*tch!
She wanna parlaay, parlaay... Yo' b*tch on my di*k!
Moll-aye, Moll-aye; we 'boot' off a 'brick'! Longway

[Chorus: ReeseKool]
I might just call Longway
I got 4 butt naked b*tches runnin' 'round the lobby
Poppin' Molly, kissin', lickin', touchin' everybody
They just came to 'parlaay', they just came to 'parlaay'
They just came to 'parlaay'-
Marijuana lit; dirty Fanta, spiked, with Molly
I told her to, "Buss it, if she tryna be somebody"
She just came to 'parlaay', they just came to 'parlaay'
I be killin' this sh*t, n*gga; I might catch a body
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