Lyrics:
catch me macking in the bleachers
Tote my lil glizzy wit my fresh J's on.
I got my own swag, I can't become a clone.
I lean when I walk because my
I bet she get low for a nigga like me
Low for a nigga like me
So we burn the mary jane til' the third degree
Some niggas bitin' flows yo, that's
satisfies the whole
Of never understanding who I am or of my soul
They place me in the dark
When all I ever wanted was to build up from my heart
Forgotten
you to part where I spent many happy days.
Farewell to kind relations, I am bound for cmerikay.
Oh then Mary you're my heart's delight, my pride
The way she licked her lips it
Made a brotha real hot
She had the grill of Nia Long
Smile of Stacy Dash
Front of Lisa Carson with the Mary Blige Ooh!
My
was sick, Mary had tha hot soup boiling.
Didn't know why but it felt so good,
Like some waffles in tha morning,
Headed back to tha woods.
Now I
'm running away with the game
It's 'cause I am, don't speculate, spectate
All I got is d- for days and insults for decades
But I get by my wicked ways, lady
know is really bigger than you
Mary J it's only me and you only me and you
I fell in love with the hustle
Day and night we Dey struggle
I'm just tryna
and reach the sky
And fall and fall again!
Scream for me, scream my name
While I am lying in my blood
Embracing sweet Mary Jane!
When your voices
Fade away,
no get pikin try to get me
Try to get me please
I need some honesty
I need some honesty
Honesty
Ah Tec had the Mary J so we rolled one up
That's like
and the Lord take'th away
Oh Lord Jesus I wish you'd take'th away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespecting the House of God with that thing
It don't even look
muovi come un insider
Tra finti miti e finte faide
Outsider bro "the blind side"
Però la meta non arriva mai
"It's my life" Mary J.Blige
Vivere qui ma
the guap)
Ask J Ban$, bitch, don't ask Madden, ayy
I am the master plan, no
I made the trap Super Saiyan, ayy (woo)
Whippin' and whippin' a bowl, ayy
I
wanna sit by that creepy man
But on the back of the train
I can hear them praying
And I wonder yes I wonder
Sisters on the J Train
What ya gonna do, what
no get pikin try to get me
Try to get me please
I need some honesty
I need some honesty
Honesty
Ah Tec had the Mary J so we rolled one up
That's like
riders than Six Flags
And while y'all get gassed, I'm proceedin to get high
Got weed like Mary J. is (All I'm Needin) to get by
Tical motherfucker,
okay
Da da da dance, dance, dance!
Just j-j-just dance oh I'm upstairs! smiles
Wish I could shut my plcybcy mouth, bye boys
How'd I turn my shirt inside
I bet she get low for a nigga like me
Low for a nigga like me
So we burn the mary jane til' the third degree
Some niggas bitin' flows yo, that's
Hitmaka
I ain't really finna tell y'all how to
Get away with murder and shit ohh
Baby, tell me what the business is
(Business is)
Ohh, hit the J
Time's touching 4:00AM
Grind don't stop, baby
Serious link up, serious tune
What you know about that
Grrr, Grrrah
Fais de la place, j'ai les crocs,
then who (Son tell me who)
Burn a leaf and get it Hot in Herre, like Nelly do
I get high, like Mary J. is all I need to get by
Stay red eye
No need
school was internet
So I smoked Jack in there
With no an underwear, teached by Mary Jane
About working hard as Czech Minister, please
Am I too fuckin' high
and snow
No honest man on earth could keep her
So she ran off with a Scottish preacher
I had a girl called Roarin' Mary
And with her I am feign
am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house
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