Lyrics:
around,
You can call me, I'll be right there.
I know what you, you need from me.
If you dial the phone, I'll make you see.
No one can do the things
Mary, full of grace
The lord is with you
I'm surrounded by my own darkness
Like I'm already in a coffin
It feels extremely tight
Got the devil here by my
to stay in jail
Ho bustas
Picture me rollin' in my 500-Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under
J Blige on repeat
Leave you dead on vacation, brought the 9 to the beach
I'm my own man, so I don't care what your boy think
DJ Whoo Kid had me
mary j. Blige
And when there's a drought all birds do fly
All through the air 'till they hit yo set
And if you talk too much then you will get wet
Keep it Treal to I die it's all I can do Mary Jane keeps me high it's the only way I know
If you trippin if you trippin gotta ride gotta ride
I
I remember my sister Mary
Would get beat by husband who was
The deacon in the church
And the whole church knew
But no one would say anything
But I
know what to do with my time, with myself
Without you, baby
Hmm, guess what
I know this will knock you dead but
I even went out and got a gig
Oh,
'm a wanting watching you walk away, oh
I will try to meet you by the old highway, oh
And if it's now I'm down to slack, with the sun shown across my back
And I
some nookie or bosom
Go ahead, fuckin' hater, push me
I told you ain't no fucking way to shush me
Call me a faggot, 'cause I hate a pussy
Man
clapped
I ain't talking no audience, I'm talking more
You fuck around, get held by 6
Get the pic? Photo shoot shit
Touchdown hoes claiming they bad
in jail
Ho bustas!
Picture me rolling in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends
They got me under
you
Gonna unwind you now
Slow motion Mary, slow motion tonight
No I don't wanna take it easy
I've got your presence in mind
Slow motion Mary, slow
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
be alone
So I grabbed that four-five, why should homie be alive
When he got my best friend? Now he gone
No, this shit just so wrong
Remember his
It How You Live! with no love to give
Lil Flip The Leprechaun I Can Do That ya dig
King JC cna Off My Chest Z-Ro vs. The World
K-Rino Stories From
No, no, don't eat it no, no, don't eat it
No, no, don't eat it no, no, don't eat it
Dreamed I was an Eskimo
Frozen wind began to blow
Under my boots
the sauna
Feel like I'm fuckin' Mary J. cause she don't want, +No Drama+
I'd rather take yo' ass to the Bahamas
Then give you 30 thousand a month like
spit them lines that make a
Rapper have a brain attack
And chickens know I'm gonna do it
How I wanna do it and miss communication
No we never run into it
losing his voice and no...(activator
spraying sound)
To make my hair look moist
Just a sack of pommel that I got from John Dale
'cause this is how
never ending maze there's no route to escaping
Feeling enslaved
And my thoughts are a cage
I just spark Mary Jane
And you know I
You know I
Hit the J
felt the warming words of chanted song
cnd no one ever knew the place where Mary would belong.
So she took her seven things and wandered off again by
you bring whatever broken on a Friday
I will mend and then spend the day in bed
Children, Satur, Sun and Mondays are just everything is fun days
But
The Holy Rosary of the Blessed Virgin Mary
The Joyful Mysteries
In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, Amen
I believe in
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