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If you really getting money
Tell em' bring dem bands out

Okay, if molly say I'm popping
Then I guess I'm really famous
I heard Mary's getting jealous

(That's what I'm talking 'bout)
Oh (oh), what you gonna tell her after she discovers (yeah, yeah, let's go)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's

tennis chain
Do it by myself, if I get caught, it ain't no witness, man (Gotti, what makes you do it?)
Loaded up them bricks inside my jet and then I

Puttin up numbers call me Wilt Cham
In my GoYard I go insane 
Like I die for it I need MaryJane 
In love wit her call me Rick James  
Puttin up

It's return of the Mack
I'm convinced I fuck too good
That shit be in the way
Bitches think this shit real love
And try to Mary J
Bigger the hoop
Bigger

The Prayer

Kevin Gates

Murder for Hire II

2016

the biz?
He know what he did
Ain't no love when the winners really win
Peddle drugs in a rental, spin your wheels
Junkie name bought a spot, I pay

like I'm finding, I'm confounded by the Great Depression
Had the trip of a lifetime Mary J where you at
Gave my life a lifeline, suicide and yack
Had my

Hennessey & Hydro

Three 6 Mafia

Self Explanatory

2004

love the beef ain't no way I'm endin it
So just in case it last long I bought me an extended clip
Three 6 my other click and DTP is who I love
I'm

love story ain't the same with Cameras  stop rolling i
Got a feeling you're holding out I just really need to know right now

Do you really love me I

she walks by I don't claim to perfect but
I was perfect for you yo new nigga ain't holding u down baby u lose
You loose definition of love

Power couple

and deadbeat like it need a father
Get even darker than DMX on the streets of Yonkers
The cheaper hawker love Mary Jane like I'm Peter Parker (uh)
S.I. New

(That's what I'm talking 'bout)
Oh (oh), what you gonna tell her after she discovers (yeah, yeah, let's go)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's

It's no love like real love, that Mary J
Ain't everyday where you feel loved I meditate
For self-love, take self-care no welfare
Don't gimme praise, who

games, man
Told that nigga that I love him then I watch the shit change 
I catch a case before I let you play up in my face
And you gon' pay me back for

After I made my love confession 
 She just packed up and quit her profession 
 Left me alone with no more fairytales 
 Since that day I really am off

I just made it to the city
A go to J.R. Crickets for me
Get me a ten-piece lemon pepper hot
Lemonade with the ranch
Know how I like my shit
Hey,

Moving through life living like a found my own way
I know I got way to much to do today
Sitting with spliff know I love my Mary J
Make another hit

born I was
Condemned by the Catholic Church
Warsaw, battlin' the streets we inhabited
I'm sugar like Ray Robinson
You ain't even saccharine
Leavin' you

love like ah brass knuckle thug
At ah swat meet
Where the thots meet
Drapped in fenty
By the plenty
Yes miss i swear
I just touched twenty
Don't touch ,

Po' Folks

Nappy Roots

Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz [LP]

2002

with the J 
Front porch, chillin' broke, country folk, I'm Nappy with my ways, yo 

All my life, been po' 
But it really don't matter no mo'

Young Khalifa, man how fly
We already a quarter pound in on this one
High you? Yeah, we killing these blogs!
You already know my nigga
Ain't no

love her

All I need in this life is some pussy and weed
Pussy and weeds all I really need

Mary Janes my girl
Mary Janes my boo
Smoke smokin out is 
All

called Mary
Told me she had a jaded past
Joan of arc the wounded
Hero's stand their ground and last
Sailed by the harbour lady 
Feeling tired and not so

Fatty Girl

LL Cool J

Yeah Yeah, U Know It

2003

and Mary
Girl you don't know
What you do to me
(Lord have mercy)
Ain't no doubt about it
When she walk by
Tongues hang out
Eyes pop out the socket