Lyrics:
Me That!
J hangman a nigga nail to the door
Halftime a nigga bench to the court
Only Lebron make em spin on the court
Only Rihan make em spin like
boogie drum
In the house and we got clout
And you got no excuse
So just work that big ol' ass
Like you got mo' juice
Come on, juicy, juicy (juicy, juicy)
cunnilingus in front of me
I'd put that to the side if
I could just find my Keiko
Music, money, mary, milfs
Nigga thats how the day goes
When I'm Gone
By Trey Hirsh
© copyright by Trey Hirsh 12/3/2009, cll Rights Reserved
VERSE:
He said when I'm laid to rest
Mary put your picture
love you so much Mary Jane
Tomorrow's gonna come but we still be high
Up in the sky
Is where you might find me
With the breeze flying high
That's on me
Patty cake, patty cake
Work my wrist like patty cake
Two white bitches like Mary-Kate
Nigga want beef like patty cake, ayy
Eat my dick like sirloin
pour poured is like when Mary J. sang
Every day it rains, so every day the pain
But ignored them, and showed em the rents was to blame
For life is
You fucked up
Thought it’s was real love like Mary J
Crazy thing is I thought that you was here to stay, my bae
Not knowing all along my heart you
to drive women crazy with my tongue
[ rest] (Now, that's fresh...)
[ J.D.L. ] Yeah - well, I get wild
[ rest ] (What makes you say that, L?)
[
to work on my temper
But I cannot fold when they send them
Denim, showing tonight like Jay Leno
Bitch I'm Heath Ledger so keep your J. Leto
Pot-head
Watch
all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring, dogging
to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I
Meaning that they saw Jesus alive again, uh after his death
Where he appeared to them
Holy Mary mother of God
Mother of all and thy
Holy of all holiest
we've been
Talked to you Thinking of you
Drop by any time
Bobby, there's a concert on Tuesday
Hank and Mary get into town tomorrow
How about
Yeah, yeah
Slay dro
It's that J Dilla right here
Badu, Indica Badu
Yeah that's right
Riding 'round the city with my homies blowing trees
Wavy
“Mary Magdalene” - by Bill Tonnis
(Verse 1)
D Dmaj7 Cmaj7
She listened at his feet, and like a grain of wheat,
D
the pain
Every day I work to see the plan
You have made just for me is one
No one can take away
Rescue me please
Pull me from my knees
You're all that I
both took a toke
The cow got high and the boy got by
Just don't come in my face and ask me why
Cheeba Cheeba ya'll
Yeah it's that cheeba cheeba
This dream gon work still she flushed away by the way that i flipped it
Stack soon come fat like Griffin
Under pressure they crumble like biscuit
And my time limited, ima do all that I can (work)
Don't hurt em, don't - don't hurt em, don't - don't - don't hurt em, (work) hurt em
Don't - don't hurt
uh, look, yo
She calling me handsome
Please stop pretending
J Hus butters fam, I never been a pengting
We used to be dargs, fuck that
I refuse to know
the pain like I was Mary J
Cause we break up to make up like Mary Kay
Rumors leaving tumors on my heart now
We fell in love huh just to fall apart now
I
Mary J
Cause we break up to make up like Mary Kay
Rumors leaving tumors on my heart now
We fell in love huh just to fall apart now
I get your calls and I
ease yo' mind
Yea you know I'm a fool for some Mary J
And this loving get you high like Mary J
Baby do me one favor can you just stay
Cause I need it
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