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on my tip Hoes like feel then I Stockton assist It ain't no stoppin' shit Avoid the potholes, put stocks on the 6 Got Mary blowing Jane We fucking
top. From St Mary to temple hall, yeah. To coronation market, to back a wall. Food spread out on stall. You get anything you want, when you point
need soul food, turkey, mac, collard greens Yeah, me and Mary in the yams White Yaris, had to pull up on Mary in a little 'Lamb (skrrt) Chilly night,
Give me that bag, give me that bag And let that body go (give me a bag) Go to the bank, go to the bank And then deposit more (give me a bag) Give
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Look, uh, we was sellin' dog food and we was sellin' fish (cap) Feds was buildin' cases,
Hook 1 Hi till i die. Picture me rolling Its us against the world hail Mary we the chosen Northwest coasting Still the same ocean Praying on my
know all the local food truck crews always got me. In front of peace and saint Right on st Mary's Use StreetFoodFinder if you worried Consumption
Pour it up faint blood mary Knock er up st. john terry Soaring up high white fairy Top it off with a pink lady Drop ruby dimes lime rickey Take my
not fucking that bitch, we like Joseph and Mary (Joseph and Mary) Too many racks, this shit getting scary, hold on (shit getting scary) I don't not
Westmoreland, Russia salt Spring Rose Heights bun badmind Ochi, St mary Trelawny a hope dem hear we clearly May Pen, Aye Zoom A who trouble dem? Mi
Let me get straight to the point I’m headed straight to the coins Breaking the bank taking the bag make it expand made it the plan I know it don’t
Last night spen time with a client and now a morning burning sun St mary am from so client no give trouble To deposit the food them blood dont stop
have fortune and fame A mil' in the bank, chameleon paint turned cranberry Now little Jermaine got the same story As that boy out of St. Vincent-St
lost both Screws To the Nose Food Nose Food I usually like to eat whole foods Mary, Molly, Charlie got me Goku'ed Now I'm just feeling Sooo Oooo Sooo
the Dundee swing Whether yer living in Lochee Or down Broughty Ferry way In Whitfield or St Mary's Or on the shores o' Invergowrie Bay There's a common
goal post . Mek di breeze blow St Ann, go slow thats a no no Drive fast lef St.Mary inna slow mo Mus reach , Jus Reach Collect di drugz Upbeat
the neighborhood we lived in It was dangerous Peep this One day we went to St. Mary's Park In the middle of a shoot-out Where the guns would spark We didn't know
the bank 100,000 thousand in my backseat Riding with my twin and them We like Mary Kate and Ashley I'm the fyest bitch around if you ask me Lady in
me off and took my heart did me valet Turns out won't cut from same cloth So she don't even think it's lame The s**t she do yeah it make me go insane
Motherfucker ain't that cool Bitches wanna ride my tool This is my world, you get no food You get little checks, I got the bank Why you look so mad, I got
sticky thighs Fuck around with Mary Jane Graduate to Freddie Cane Add the base to hide the pain Hit the bank Then split the pie Good base here don’t
We pulled out from st. mary's And peered out of the back It didn't take us long To find a place to eat A fantasy of love and marriage - A world
Dear marsha Dear marsha Dear marsha do you remember me And you went through the drive-thru And ate our fast-food in In St. Mary's cemetery
grown food to eat, we didn't want for more Oh I want to go back to Baker County Where the wind rustles in the pines Got a catfish on the line Oh, oh, oh,
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