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Blame

Jesse

&

2017

roll myself a J and push it all away
To the back side of my brain, hey

You shouldn't talk back to your mother
Or you might get smacked by your

Key to the City

J.U.I.C.E.

100% Juice

2001

day and night and every hour between 'em
I'm on some Mary J. shit, nigga this is my life
Tape so hot they had to wrap it up in dry-ice
So having any

baker but I can also cook
I ain't running off ain't gotta be a crook
I'm new to this shit, but bro don't call me rook
Got my own bag come learn what it

your main chick
Shit is hazy when it sank in
Now the pockets always fucking stanking
'Tween the Mary Jane and Patience
You the one i run away with
Now

it's me and the manne 
Laat die kerkmense skinder
Los die tannies in trane

Put out the pace
Now if you like miss Mary then
We can have a vibe
Let go,

don't think I can take this anymore
Fuck
I get blinded by the light
I know I don't deserve to die
Well then tell me when it's my time
I want nothing from

P.S. Hotdog

Ran out of alcohol, so I used the 3 dollar wine I was saving for cooking Shrimp Scampi
It had me splattering in the toilet, but at least it

& mary j shuffle
But never question if a nigga really ever love you

Got me saying my my my, my my my my
You still my baby
But you drive me crazy
Gotta

Bubble Music

Cam'ron

Purple Haze

2004

Mami all on me cause I'm touchin' her belly
I'm on butter Pirelli's
Wit' purple and yellow, hello
That's butter and jelly
I flip butter

all I need, singing real Love, Mary J
Therapy, strangers want to harm, yes, I'm a heir to Pain, explain to my boys, In this world of charm

Been

all we know in slo-mo riding ghost
I'm cold like Illinois I'm hot like J no joke
I seen life before I saw my life 
But it ok I be fine no wine I dine

to catch a cold
The lucks lefty, I shoot righty, that's not a flex
I'm ambidex when it comes to money and cashing and checks
Don't push me, cause I'm close

you'll still love it and let me finger you
Yeah, finger you, finger you

Oh, girl, I hope you don't think that I'm rude
When I tell you that I love

to me
Who are you, and how the hell you get my number?

J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Drake, Wayne
Don't you want to be successful?
Of course I want to be

Sports, reset it
I ain't tell you to give me your feelings, baby girl, should've kept it
Stay on that green 'cause I'm TaylorMade
And, I be super clean, I

with a one night stand
I gave the best sex you've ever had
It got hot, you ripped off your clothes
Followed me over to the bed hit me, just like Mary J

rushing this
No Nut November so Im tellin her don’t touch my dick
But she gone touch it any way
Im smokin mary J until the Day im locked away
Fuck what

dead wrong
Onto better things
Call it the promise lane
My love flows off here
My flow is J. Dilla Beats when he gets off gear
Learning a new girls like

I got 5 on it
Smoke
I got 5 on it

Yeah hello?
Yeah Migs wusup, this B****
Gladys' son
Yo I need something man
But yo
Let me talk to you when I see

pound (aye)
On the way to smash yo girl you know I'm gon pound (hey)
Cuz we got the juice
Cuz we got the juice

Gone and roll it by the pound
Boy I need

Oh oh
I'm just waitin' for the right time to say
That you're "all I need to get by" like Mary J
In every way I'm attached to ya
Love is spectacular

official to call my name 
Imagine King in the booth with Queens like Mary J
Say that again
Repeté 
s'il vous plait
I see they don't yet R.E.S.P.E.C.T. my

Text: Hauss, Hoinkis, Panarinfo, Zweier, Kim Sanders, N'XT UP
Music: Hauss, Hoinkis, Panarinfo, Zweier
sippin' wine as we dine by candlelight
Mary J

‘WALK ON AIR’
Words and Music by M ark J Stevens

Two lonely,
Two lonely teenagers sitting all alone!
I remember,
I remember the nights we spent, out