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come Innie Minnie Mini mo Catch a cougar by the toe Make her Hollar let her know I'm drunk & I gotta go Roll one up up I'm on my way High on life & Mary
sat up front in a pew The priest said "Jesus and Mary too! Son, what the devil's got into you? Get up and sing a hymn or two!" And I sang Death, death,
You must agree that baby In all the time I've been by your side I've never lost control No matter how many times I knew you lied Have my golden
FN is tucked by my pelvis Slob on my knob And the bitch started belchin' I got hoes in London, Sweden, and Belgium 762, see that boy, and they nailed
your Holy Bible I'm so tight, I might go pyscho Christmas time, so here's a recital I'm so bad like Michael I know I'm still young, but I go, I go
iPods in 'em Young Sinatra what they blastin' Like a Beretta v for Vendetta Bitches sit and play just to get wetter Haters talkin' shit but then They
the smoke just loiters My paint swag boss sit the rims on tortoise Now I'm looking spaced out cause I'm really spaced out Plenty Mary Jane all satellites
Trust me lord knows Nailed down by them cowards Days later I Rose And where you was Ms Mary Probably a Selfie pose No love for a G Guess that's the way it
classroom lovers Hallway dates I peek my head around the corner just to see your face Wake up early in the morning Hit that Mary Jane Ay that was back round
to ten and close your eyes Feel the water and it's tide Once it's done you're my corpse bride Decapitated idol I'm her who they prey to But I am not Mary
She struts by with her red dress on She don't look in my eye, she don't hear my song I've known her too long She only talk to the pin striped suits
[Woodie] Bullets fly Quicker than the eyes You was hittin' Mary-Jane To ease the pain Your homie died Muthafucka I'm a ride To the rallies
Smokin' on Mary, I walk with a lamb Got a bitch look like Gina, a bitch look like Pam I pray that they free my cousin out of jail It don't matter, cause
payin you know im toppin off im bout to start poppin off at the liq bitch so dont you even trip 'cause i got this pistol by the hip and im bout to stick
For something entertaining to see So the best show in town was every Sunday down in church Surrounded by good people who looked like me Oh, but then
N-n-n-n-n-n-no way There's no way You must agree that, baby In all the time I've been by your side I've never lost control No matter how many
devil, evil, Evil songs Well, I went down to church on Sunday I sat up front in a pew The priest said, "Jesus and Mary, too! Son, what the Devil's got
radiant as the illusion which promised you all of your dreams? Fed up by London, the whole of the world, and the purposelessness of it all Weather
and drinkin' too hard And the magic they once knew begins to fade She has to take a double shift down at the Wal-Mart She get her makeup free by selling Mary
fill" But when he brought the nanny home, he found it was a bill All the young ladies who live in Killaloo They're all wearing bustles like their
knockin' out hoes like Hatton 'Til he gets locked by the feds with a gun and starts squealin' before he's been hit with a baton I made happen what no one
you so badly I was young and dumb, fast life sprung Of the money and tricks that it brung Had a clip full of hollows to bring your momma sorrow But now
Yeah you think I got a chip on my shoulder 'cause I was a broke young nigga, now I'm older Wit mo mail then the rest of you pushers Now y'all sittin
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