Cherish

(album: 17Molly - 2022)

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Real nigga 'bout his pape', I got a thing for him
He even told me he wanted to put a ring on it
Matching Chanels on our feet, they say we couple goals
But your nasty ass really out here fucking hoes?
You bought me ice, nigga, but that don't mean shit
You gotta keep this shit a hundred with a bad bitch
He used to be the best nigga, now that's past tense
One of a kind, boy, don't wait too late to cherish this

My nigga different, he do whatever to keep me happy
It all started at the set, walking out of Ballys
He told me I was fine and asked if he could have me
He told me I'm a real one, he ain't gon' do no capping
This nigga got my head gone, hate when he be trapping
Sometimes he be on the west, he got a plug in Cali
He know I ain't no stuffer, but I'll stuff the pills for daddy
He break me off some bands and told me to keep it fancy
He even iced my neck, pay for my nails and hair
We loyal to each other, the love really there
This nigga swept me off my feet, I wasn't even prepared
I keep his pussy on lock just to keep it fair

Real nigga 'bout his pape', I got a thing for him
He even told me he wanted to put a ring on it
Matching Chanels on our feet, they say we couple goals
But your nasty ass really out here fucking hoes?
You bought me ice, nigga, but that don't mean shit
You gotta keep this shit a hundred with a bad bitch
He used to be the best nigga, now that's past tense
One of a kind, boy, don't wait too late to cherish this

Who is them hoes in your DM? Why you liking pics?
You seeing all your old hoes, I don't trust that shit
She better be more lit than me if you fucked that bitch
Bet she ain't loyal and her pussy don't get wet like this
You acting like you tired of me, nigga, keep it real
'Cause we ain't vibing, this shit don't feel like how it used to feel
I heard about your lil' side bitch, let's be for real
You say we locked in, but you out here hoeing still
Having mood swings, but you know who down, nigga
When you took them L's, you know who stayed down with you
You keep telling me I'm your bitch, but on the 'Gram, you single
Ain't gon' be satisfied until I really up and leave you

Real nigga 'bout his pape', I got a thing for him
He even told me he wanted to put a ring on it
Matching Chanels on our feet, they say we couple goals
But your nasty ass really out here fucking hoes?
You bought me ice, nigga, but that don't mean shit
You gotta keep this shit a hundred with a bad bitch
He used to be the best nigga, now that's past tense
One of a kind, boy, don't wait too late to cherish this