Born in Broward, her booty flown in from Houston
They like an hour for a man to finish a Cuban
We run with sailors, we talk like goons
Hanging up on payphones

Miss Molly, Miss Molly
Miss Molly
Way down in Decatur
Miss Molly, Miss Molly
Miss Molly
Way down in Decatur

Maybe if you call her phone
Maybe she ain't back up wrong
My son might be set up in ways of home

She's a blondie
Can barely take her hands off me
Tastes like ginger
The molly make her lip bitter
Her tips get bigger
Her trips are paid for
By your local Bezos