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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

Well, I just been smoking good.
Swang my lac all through the hood.
Sitting on leather and gripping wood.
Keep it bankroll like a player should.
Now watch

the top, more
One two three four
Fold one over the top,= more

I was frivolous but now I'm a saver
I'm a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell

Rakers
It's a wrap
It's ours, Connecticut, nigga
Don't get it twisted
Ain't nobody fuckin' with it

Get High to This

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

[Intro: DJ Paul]
yea-yea Chuch ya'khamsayn
Once again it's on baby, y'all know what time it is
I know it'sa shame ya'khamsayn,
You gatta actually

friends
Every second of my collection's like my life in reflection
Pressin' record to start the session, Bucktown by Smif-N-Wessun

I know to you, it might

like some bubble wrap 
Got bitches tryna fuckk wit stacks
Big J he Woulda fucked wit dat 
Damn I miss my dawg 
Know he heaven wit God 
I’ma she’d

work, no chain gang
Method Man to your Mary J
All I need to get by, this real love no fake Love
You know the 411
It’s US and ONLY us
No socia media
I

& 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

feel alive

Hold up, beat stop
Pass the fucking mary J
I switch the strain I switch the flow on any given day
I roll another one I gotta lead my mind

loves champagne when she Eating a meal
When she visit Bristol's bar and grill
Lifestyle like that everyday
People getting mixed up with Mary j
She milk

want a do over
Seven out of ten deals
They were screwovers
I lead by example
Of a true soldier
They talk global warming
To me its getting colder
Somedays

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

Lil Ridaz

NB Ridaz

Nbridaz.com

2004

material with some Mary J

Chorus (2x)
Hey lil mamma can I holla at you
Can I talk to you
You'll be down for mine ill be down for you

Hey lil mamma can I

lit (I'm lit)
I ain't signin' for shit if
It ain't four bricks (Okay)
Mary J need to marry a nigga (Huh?)
Ten bands what I'm carryin', nigga
(Racks,

and the conga
Into stiff peaks
Dub beats break rock in a Paradise Garage
Larry Levan's dance floor wraps concrete round its rhythm
Every day every day every day

bhai
Fast cars, foreign passports
Make a bed of peso
Work hard keep it real
But don't regret to say no
Riff the bong, feel the vibe
Work hard on your

Uh, feel like Mary J. I don't even want no more drama
Stop trying to beef wit me
Lil bro go and get some commas
How you gon' doubt my talent just

the day Sippin sangria, puffin' Mary J
Or whatever tickles your so fancy? Honey, thang, gon get at me

R E at L is your Capitan today The plan is real

treats adventure
Just like it should offend ya
I don't wanna
I don't wanna know
Ian's got a dark side
But takes you on a good ride
Geoffrey tells a great

another toke
Suckers choke on the Mary Jane Smoke
So I laugh and joke
Just a king in a world full of queens
Not from Queens
By doing this shit since I was

All I

Bears

Shortest Day of the Year

2007

all day, what can I say?
All I can do is reminicse like Mary J
I want to get with you
So come and get with me
We'll be K-I-S-S-I-N-G and all that

Micheal Jackson spirit nigga Shaamone. Method Man you Mary J. My jonez  (mumbles) and Oh my nigga its on.

(Verse 2 Dave James)
Beautiful girl love her
I

dreams
But gave em up by the time she turned 16
She needs to get away run away like mary j
Even when she had job she still sniffs everyday
Hollas her