Lyrics:
head, tellin' you they're all out
You go back to tha crib, Pick up tha telephone
You try it so I guess they saw you got home
Cause I can buy it O.Z.
These days you really do not
Wanna talk to me I'm by my
Lonely in my whip you can't
Take off with me I'm high as
Fuck I'm off a perc but don't
Talk down
I was driving down the highway, on a dark and stormy night
A little girl by the roadside showed up in my head lights
I stopped and she got in
you out, bitch, that's a million dollar date
I just stepped in Barney's, bought your shawty by mistake
Dinner with the mayor, that's a thousand
of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think
("No more music by the suckers")
They say love is a funny thing
But what's funny is the company that money brings
Every year my circle's getting
Right here, let's get ratchet, uh huh
Trippy like Bombay paper planes
Pints of Codeine, pounds of Mary Jane
If I didn't have my dope, I would go
my head
Schrödinger
Wouldn't even know what to say
Go figure
It's up to me yeah
'Cause we're all looking for a Hail Mary
Don't you cry
Yeah you just
jalapenos
Now you out of the scene, hoes shot at your clean clothes
My fo'-fo', prone to make you niggas breathe wrong
It's Devils Night (da, da,
it was gym time
She got the real love Mary J
She on brown I'm on Mary J
We do it every this every day
We like to please each other every way
Go head
me in a hearse
I feel like the uno can't go back reverse
How you straight out the mud you aint touch no dirt
Need my money now J.G. Wentworth
just one look
Yeah see you at the mall with your mom looking all flashy
Poppin' out of a taxi, met eues when you passed me
Been inside of my head
I call my plug up rico
We doin good biz meet up with tito
I used to slime out the plug all the time like a motherfucker sito
We bout to fuck around
now I cant get her outta my head
I woke up off a 8th now she on the side of me in my bed
Raised by a real nigga careful how you deal with her
like the Carter 3
It's temptation when you got a perfect harmony
All I need is Mary J to carry out this method
Me and Babyface from Naptown living
the door open wide
I had nothing else doing so I poked my head inside
And I said
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
On the left there was God playing solitaire
Like when Janet was justic that's what I am talking about
A shorty that can tell you when the J's come out
Get creative with they haircuts like
the whiskey
(Bust a rhyme off the head J)
The nigga missed me, I'm in this rap game so I'ma aim to be best
It's fresh, but off the head it's like the dunk
mine, what for?
Probably 'cause the pumpkins on my porch are real
Real human heads carved out with steel
Cut out the eyes, man, it takes but a minute
Rip
feel alive
Hold up, beat stop
Pass the fucking mary J
I switch the strain I switch the flow on any given day
I roll another one I gotta lead my mind
die
I ain't really live my life right
So imma smoke some weed
Just me and Mary Jane that's all I need
It's been a long day my head is hurting
I don't
When you lay in your bed
Be happy that God's the big man
Be happy he sees what I can't
We live and die by my knife
But, God's hand is more empathetic
When your God stops giving, you head on down the road
Now Todd ain’t living, he bled out from his soul
And Mary either, typhoid sucked her dry
Ain’t
Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die
But some cry, and gets by, while others choose to wonder why
His life was took at such an early
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