Lyrics:
Got you lookin' lil' somethin' like Mary J. Blige
Don't mind my eyes
They bloodshot
From smokin' bout 4 bags of weed in the parking lot
So wassup bitch,
don't ask for help 'cause I got way to much pride
And I don't need my chain, I got way too much shine (ayy)
They ask me if I'm good, I feel like Mary J
it was the year of our father 1900 and 76 in J.A
when i first met my mary quite contrary to what my mother did say
she was a mountain girl come
I told James Brown stop smokin angel dust and the pis-tal
He wanted to go up to the Olive Garden and start a restaurant brawl
"Mary J. Blige, my
obliged that I'm Mary J. Blige.
Mean I'm not goin' cry. Oh well.
Blowin' my hot air she waitin' to exhale, hell.
Well, a sucka for a tale, my names
to survive
And if not, pick a spot and just be here for the ride
The aura of quarter waters over Mary J. Blige
My neighborhood give you life, but was you
Yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhhh
[LL Cool J]
Uhh uhh
I was at rock bottom, my whole life was mo' problems
Reincarnation of a slave pickin cotton
Stress
Blige
Now you can tell by the way i run these streets
That im so proud to represent my hood
You can tell by the way i rock this beat
That im so proud
Fuck her to some Mary J. Blige, get out of dodge
Dirty nigga, but all my dope clean though
And I got fishscale for sale, fuck you mean ho?
You niggas
Sixty Minutes of Funk with Funkmaster Flex
Mary J. Blige, doin this for the number one DJ
Bringin you that late night street life
Now it's
me wit it
You still rockin hickies, don't let me find out he did it
Got My Eyes on the Tiger, Eyes on the Prize
Eyes on the thighs of Mary J. Blige
like Mary J. Blige It's My Life
I took a lil trip up to Pensacola
I play a lil bitch like an instrumental
I ain't lettin that thot hoe fuck up my mental
That wants to give the love up
But ICE ain't got no time for games
I need a real love, Like Mary J. Blige know what I'm sayin
But the odds are still
backed and got me from on top of the hearse
I'm alive, nigga, Justin T ain't got nothing on me
Cause I done cried Mary J Blige rivers
I realized that
she searching for the real love like Mary J Blige
Once I smoke trees and binge drink
Start moving off of instinct
No JT but this liquor got me in sync
the bleachers, cause this weed just got legal
Mama I'm like Mary J. Blige on that one song
Singing like Mary Jane might be my one love
Everyone loves so everyone
'em, ayy)
Why the fuck you typin' on Twitter? You ain't gon' slide (slide)
I could make a whole brick sing, Mary J. Blige (brick)
I could tell the ho
van Mary J. blige wordt
Mary Jane blind
No more drama in my life, no more drama in my life
Life
Jij bent, wij zijn
Alles wat ik nodig heb nou
Let me
an execution
they like Ry, when you drop your new shit
You know my bop, make it pop, little fashion overtop
c Mary feel like mary J blige in 95
yeah I can not
you'll need a tree
For all the hate we just need some peace
I've been wearing Air Forces since Ja Rule and Mary J Blige did Rainy Dayz
I asked myself when
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
Mary J Blige
Pull me close
You’re never supposed to let go baby
Why won’t you
Hold me close
Don’t you let go
I’ll help u build a new flame
We’re flying
But when the drive-by hit this is the main route
What the fuck is my problem nigga?
I got a glock seventeen better gobble them
So why should I trip,
see the bench
Hella, hella niggas outta control
I don't give in, I never oblige
Niggas be sipping that hateration
Over saturated living through Mary J
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