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