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I'm feeling low
She comes as no surprise
Turns me on with her love
Takes me to paradise

Do you love me, Mary Jane?
Yeah, whoa-oh-oh
Do ya? Do

Ain't really pick my path a young nigga he got chosen
Free the turtles, this why I don't really be into using Trojans
Window open, day by day opportunity

a fucked end of a joke, a punching bag but in disguise
Can't stay from near me, ain't no hope, addiction call me all the time
Can't get a fix, that bitch so

addictions
That right there was a fatal attraction
Just got a dog that boy tail wagging
Forgot what I loved so I had to get back in
Beats by AE really been

Because of You [Remix]

Ne-Yo

Now, Vol. 25

2007

I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it, ayy (ooh-ooh-ooh)

And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction
I'm so strung out

raised by my mother (Mm hmm)
And she was raised by her mother (Right)
So I guess I'm a bad mother
(Shut yo', shut yo')
But anyway, I know the ladies love

the best, yes, yes

I gotta bad Addiction like Jane's 
I feen to get fame
So I stay out late
I paint my name on walls and trains
I don't get paid a fee
For

silenced by addiction
Runnin' stop signs like there's no tomorrow
Stars align inside a forty bottle
Need a shot to feel functional
Hit the bar to feel

to me 
My main coppage (cope)
I ain't finna lie  
I'm in my feels like (woah')
And every time I'm with you 
It just feels right (oh)
Just one little puff

to me 
My main coppage (cope)
I ain't finna lie  
I'm in my feels like (woah')
And every time I'm with you 
It just feels right (oh)
Just one little puff

to me 
My main coppage (cope)
I ain't finna lie  
I'm in my feels like (woah')
And every time I'm with you 
It just feels right (oh)
Just one little puff

(The right way?)

Been asleep but I'm listening
And I never gave a fuck about a fuckin' vison
I been struggling a lot with a pot addiction
And I

and bomb weed
Talking surfing and smoking
Sour D got me floating
Grew up right by the ocean
My life is wavy no coasting
Don't know the depth that I dove in

to a murder-thon (yeah)
No, this ain't a murder song
'cause I'm on my Fergatron (Yes, sir)
Hit me on my burner phone (yeah)
That was just my car alone
Always got

Shouts Going Out

Kottonmouth Kings

Hidden Stash

1999

no thang 
I'm taggin P-Town Loc, while I'm puffin' Mary Jane 

At the level see, sat out there smokin' dubs 
Saint Dog hangin' deep with those rude boy

the drugs
Childhood full of shit, how I deal with the pain
I never pop pills no more
But me and gang smoke back to back every day, Mary Jane
I'ma move right

Ain't tryna open more wounds bad decisions keep sticking to me

(Skat)

What's your addiction
Money and girls and the weed
Percocets and lil bit

got em mixed up with being eminent
They shot my nigga 8 times
Guilty by association
Shot my mans 1 time
The outcomes awful ain't it
I'm just tryna do

time I walk away
Something's telling me to stay
I know it's this addiction to you
I need to make it right, by saying
Just one more night
I know it's this

we not the same
Except the way we love to
Roll up this Mary Jane
Sativa in my backwood
Eager cause I'm that good
Gotta have it all if not right then

ain't the same
I'm battlin' with my drug addiction I don't even wanna take no more codeine
Yeah, I'm on a mission And for my brain, yeah, I need

ain't run from no drama
Just give us what we came for or get the stick to your
Now look, man
I am a gangster, not a criminal or a crook man
And I can

heard?
Amillion ya heard?
Roc-a-fella ya heard?
The dynasty let's go

All my ladies (that's right)
You pop Cris'? (That's right)
You a hot bitch?

want Mary Jane too
We can see the stars ain't no ceiling in my coupe
Undertaker, Meet your maker
Cause I kill that pussy aye
Give a fuck about a hater,