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Catch Feelings Video (MV)




Performed By: Molly Mccoy
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: CHARLES TAYLOR




Molly Mccoy - Catch Feelings Lyrics
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(Yeah) Sturdy
(DJ Chase Got Beats)
Move, move (Molly)
Yeet
Uh
Ayo Chase
Let me talk to em real quick
They be on all me and all that
I be like, get off me
I don't catch feelings
Nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite
Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite,
Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings
Nah, nah, sis you bugging, that's a dub (that's a dub)
They be on me, tryna call me, but I still don't show no love (love)
I'm a bad bitch, way too pretty to be f*cking on no scrub (nah)
Got that gushy ooh wee ooh wee, so it's hard to give it up (uh)
People be way too disloyal, so it's hard for me to trust (word)
I don't really like that energy, but ain't afraid to bust (blat)
Keep that shit f*ck from around me, I don't wanna catch a hommy
Cute and gangsta just like Tommie, slapping bitches if they try me (facts)
Keep it a stack, I'm the hottest bitch out you know that's facts (uh huh)
They be checking out my stats, either way its been a wrap (yeah)
This shit different, got 'em tempted, I don't even gotta cap
Head over heels for this pussy, still ain't falling in no trap
Ain't conversating with these bitches, unless they talking about them stacks (word)
Ain't no need for all that chattin', I really do what I rap (facts)
Bitch its game time
Been on it for years, blood, sweat, tears
Bitch I'm here to take mine (uh huh)
So you better be beware, just making it clear
I don't catch feelings
Nah we don't do those
I just be chilling,
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings
Bitch please, got these niggas on they knees (uh huh)
Told her keep her man in check, because he blowing up my feeds
I be curving, steady swerving, he can't give me what I need (nah)
You can't dog me like these bitches, imma different type of breed (facts)
Don't spend time with these niggas, unless we flying overseas (uh huh)
Don't be f*cking on these niggas, they be mad cuz I'm a tease
Got her thinking I'm the sidepiece while he eat it like an entree (ahh)
You can keep that nigga, he still gonna do what I say (uh huh)
Like f*ck you mean, no relations, just the bean (just the bean)
Make him eat it till I cream, bet you Molly make 'em scream (uh uh)
Sleep with you, I'm in his dreams,
Bitch this everything it seems (uh huh)
Never trip cuz I'm the baddest, have em acting like they fiends (uh huh)
Want the money, the power, and everything that's in between (yeah)
Can't compare me to them bitches, they really ain't in the trenches (nah)
I was out here in the field while they was sitting on them benches (uh huh)
Let them niggas contain me, that's why they labeled as my exes
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling,
But I keep me a few ho's,
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets,
Don't want that man, that man for the streets,
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh,
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings
Yeah
Molly
I'm back
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(Yeah) Sturdy
(DJ Chase Got Beats)
Move, move (Molly)
Yeet
Uh
Ayo Chase
Let me talk to em real quick
They be on all me and all that
I be like, get off me
I don't catch feelings
Nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite
Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite,
Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings
Nah, nah, sis you bugging, that's a dub (that's a dub)
They be on me, tryna call me, but I still don't show no love (love)
I'm a bad bitch, way too pretty to be f*cking on no scrub (nah)
Got that gushy ooh wee ooh wee, so it's hard to give it up (uh)
People be way too disloyal, so it's hard for me to trust (word)
I don't really like that energy, but ain't afraid to bust (blat)
Keep that shit f*ck from around me, I don't wanna catch a hommy
Cute and gangsta just like Tommie, slapping bitches if they try me (facts)
Keep it a stack, I'm the hottest bitch out you know that's facts (uh huh)
They be checking out my stats, either way its been a wrap (yeah)
This shit different, got 'em tempted, I don't even gotta cap
Head over heels for this pussy, still ain't falling in no trap
Ain't conversating with these bitches, unless they talking about them stacks (word)
Ain't no need for all that chattin', I really do what I rap (facts)
Bitch its game time
Been on it for years, blood, sweat, tears
Bitch I'm here to take mine (uh huh)
So you better be beware, just making it clear
I don't catch feelings
Nah we don't do those
I just be chilling,
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings
Bitch please, got these niggas on they knees (uh huh)
Told her keep her man in check, because he blowing up my feeds
I be curving, steady swerving, he can't give me what I need (nah)
You can't dog me like these bitches, imma different type of breed (facts)
Don't spend time with these niggas, unless we flying overseas (uh huh)
Don't be f*cking on these niggas, they be mad cuz I'm a tease
Got her thinking I'm the sidepiece while he eat it like an entree (ahh)
You can keep that nigga, he still gonna do what I say (uh huh)
Like f*ck you mean, no relations, just the bean (just the bean)
Make him eat it till I cream, bet you Molly make 'em scream (uh uh)
Sleep with you, I'm in his dreams,
Bitch this everything it seems (uh huh)
Never trip cuz I'm the baddest, have em acting like they fiends (uh huh)
Want the money, the power, and everything that's in between (yeah)
Can't compare me to them bitches, they really ain't in the trenches (nah)
I was out here in the field while they was sitting on them benches (uh huh)
Let them niggas contain me, that's why they labeled as my exes
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling
But I keep me a few ho's
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets
Don't want that man, that man for the streets
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings, nah we don't do those
I just be chilling,
But I keep me a few ho's,
I be with the gang, just me and my yeets,
Don't want that man, that man for the streets,
F*ck these ho's, them bitches be treesh,
My shit is elite, Molly bringing that heat
I don't catch feelings
Yeah
Molly
I'm back
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Writer: CHARLES TAYLOR
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