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addicted to that mary jane( I need mo)


Hey the first time you let me hit I really wasn't with it
Now look,I need your ass every minute
I wake up early
or you've just heard
I need to think of somethin else, but look
You've just listened slash heard
The new three 6 mafia album, the "last 2 walk"

It's
finally got that nigga faded. I think he hit the wrong blunt though
Ooh, which one?
Well which one he talking 'bout? I was finna hit the one with
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
(Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is (Hell)
This is

Hell, incest kids under pressure
In the corner clutching they genitals by the dresser
a quarter million, afloat and at the dock
And with every jar that hit the bar, we swore we would remain
And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again
by the homies, unless you hit the switches,
don't have hydraulics, and act like a bitch!
when you hit the switches get your shine on,
think about
[Hook] 

You hear a lot of music, but it's boring 
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em 
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring 
But
-previously a number one R&B hit for writer Hunter in 1950
-Words and Music by Ivory Joe Hunter


When I lost my baby (baby)
I almost lost my mind
When I
are
To the d block, to anybody else whose our motherfucking family putting down an 
Album, we gon crush why'all motherfuckers
Well this one is
at the table...

Well they took him on a cross to a calvary Mary watched the stone by night and day
An angel came and told her on third day he had risen
But
spinnin' on my candy toy(toy)
They always said I was a country boy(country boy)
Well look at me now bitch I'm a star(star)
 
Well I'm a supa dupa star in
ha)

Yo, can't really figure this clown out
Where is he from Jamaica, Queens, Cali or down south? (where you from?)
And I could let an LA gun hit
ha)

Yo, can't really figure this clown out
Where is he from Jamaica, Queens, Cali or down south? (where you from?)
And I could let an LA gun hit
that savage shit, I gotta represent
Y'all want some rider shit well here it is then

How you ridin'? Bad bitch hair did nails feet too
How you ridin'?
Let you tell it man I'm fallin' well
Somebody must have caught him 'cause
Every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 'em
Number one albums what I
Let you tell it man I'm fallin' well
Somebody must have caught him 'cause
Every fourth quarter, I like to Mike Jordan 'em
Number one albums what I
(Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary)

You think you got (Sing it girl)
What it takes to please me
I'm not impressed by your honesty, oh no, no
I don't
to my ass
Every day, me and Mary Jane
Why I feel like the past is catching up to my ass
Why I feel like the past is catching up to my ass
Why I feel
The virgin Mary on a chain
Has hit me in the mouth again
As we explore the carnal score
Of sacred and profane
Sulky boy won't drink his milk
fingernails
On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo
A picture of a heart saying "Mother, I love you"

He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou
play that shit
By the time we got halfway through watchin' "Ray" I hit
I laid it down beat it up, let her go clean it up
Take a five minute nap, wake
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got the nerve
Well down south we drivin bentleys and jaguars
And we play all our hoes like a game of flash cars

[H.A.W.K.]
Down south we bout that dolla dolla
Grab
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought they