Lyrics:
boys and her name is Mary Jane
'Cause I burn (big dope) with my dogs
Joe Clay rolled a blunt so big this shit look like a log
In my dressing room but
kissing to some j blige (Uh huh)
If you with it we can kick it by the fireside (Yeah)
Getting busy to some whitney sipping mai tais (Ugh)
Hit the city
it's a fan base
The unfettered veteran, the eagle feathered man of medicine
That hovers above cities like weather men
And maybe weather woman
Oh yeah I remember what it feel like when you just wanna quit life
Thats wild
The pain of my sister J Blige be speaking through me
Exclusively smile in
Together conspired over the phone
Watching out for lil me and my mother
Sister Mary like Maggie Dafoe
Sensed evil crossing along on the horizon coming
Told
jane
From the shelf past the test only puff grade A
I walk by breaking necks like the exorcist
The J behind the ear, I carry an extra solid
The other
a friendly notice (friendly)
Sometimes I'm tryna chill and I don't feel like posting (uh uh)
They think it's scary they way that you be ghosting (what)
Candle
We go together like
PB and J Ayy
We go together like
PB and J Ayy
We go together like
PB and J Ayy
We go together like
PB and J Ayy
We go together,
test read the baby of another woman was mine
99.99
Should of left long time ago like Mary J. say
Just let it go like Ray J
I know your momma heard you
a J and get high
So fly, fly, fly, fly
My wings are down, but I'm still so high
It feels like I can fly, so fly
Fliegen dicht durch die Stadt
Hab' die
Headphones on banging Pac’s Dear Mama made me appreciate a strong woman who holds her family down
Going through a break-up
Me? I would bang Jamie Fox and Mary
Mary J
Whip you like cream, it's the cream of the crop, the top-notch (rough)
To win the wars without TECs and Glocks, Rage rocks
Always and forever
chandelier
And this bad little shawty I call Mary Jane
It's half past two forty, time to bury pain
Burn another J and start thinkin' 'bout everything
Like
If me run outta words, best believe dat me will hum
Standstill like a hummingbird
And watch di king weh me become
Yuh really dumb
If yuh really feel
Mary Foley- lyrics by John J LaDue; Music by John J LaDue and Andrew Vanhorn
Am C F Em
On a Drizzly Wednesday morn,
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
She had problems with Peter stopping the teaching
Because he didn't feel that a woman should preach it
So Mary left with John to write another gospel
In
Extraordinare
Too fly for magazines
Girl of my dreams
Fire and exotic
Like she mary jane
Girl of my dreams
She the
Girl of my dreams
You the
It's been a day
Roll
Lane
I can't be a Super Mane, my whole
Suit black like bat mane and
I keep that iron, mane
Any woman yellow flag me, throw me out
The game, I'm back
You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
Smoking white rhino on terraces
Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
Will my
hear it is where it feels like soul food man
It was so soulful Man
It's so soulful Man
It's so soulful man
and right here is where it feels like soul
these rappers gay suckin dick for energy
Fya fi dat cuh me nah inna sodomy
Negus gettin buck broken by the industry
A black woman the only energy for me
like the seven seas
Living life, let me get it right
Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful independent woman
That 's finna' make
Just trynna bring a different feeling
Bring 'em some sort of healing
It feel's like nobody for you or ain't too many that's willing
I felt it too many
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