Lyrics:
gon’ share it cause I got no shears
Dance so fleek in a pool of dust
COD you are free for all
Mary come play the guitar
Don’t you know I am a star
Nigga
move back
Who me I'm just moving on
Mary J. said the best when said that I'm not gon cry
Mothafucka thought you'd knew the song
But I'ma leave it alone
sick, I pour the eight And played some Mary J
Every minute saw plenty skits That ran some niggas straight
I know that's never me I stood on my belief
care
Doctors were never there
Couldn't afford the fair
So now she's not here
My momma's trauma made a doctor
She is self made
Constantly haunted by
goes Rock Lee, he gon' drop a hidden Lotus
Clear up the screen, this shit outta focus
Leadin the team, somethin' like some coaches
What's in the J
of myself
I always knew I would try I keep the faith I could fly
My word I always stood by And when I listen to my old shit
My eyes they could cry I make
bout what's gon happen when I die
Will people show me more love than when I was alive
Old hoes want attention so they force themselves to cry
Tell me
I know my ni**as gon' ride
If not got Nina by my side
I no them niggas ain't live
Rolling we're smoking pine
Oh green yeh damn
Now Im posted in
(Aye.. Ra...)
Mary jane ménage à troir
Get the head
And then i leave her
Mary jane rollin with me
She my love
You know i need her
Get to bakin by
gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live
and Mary
Girl you don't know
What you do to me
(Lord have mercy)
Ain't no doubt about it
When she walk by
Tongues hang out
Eyes pop out the socket
some hits of Mary Jane
No matter what you do though, things just stay the same
But what you gon do when escape is not an option?
Keep replaying
a ghetto philosopher) yeah, you know the type
Thinkin' Mary J. And Sade understood her strife
Caught me lookin', "Yo what's cookin?"
"Nothin' from around
cockiness will boost her confidence
Then you gon' wonder where your highness went
I bet she get low for a nigga like me
She get low for a nigga like me
cockiness will boost her confidence
Then you gon' wonder where your highness went
I bet she get low for a nigga like me
She get low for a nigga like me
as everything seems
Keep hustling
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us
home
What go around come around
Everybody know its real when you speakin' tha carma
So do on to others like you want to be done like Mary J no more drama
Yo, yo, yo, aye
Flippin these commas yea
Mary j no drama here
Sky too clear
Manin these moves fr
And its true i shoot to kill
Every damn shot, always
It
Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J
Like every day, and was true nigga
ya'll niggaz, you +Can't Knock It+
Don't get carried away, you a mute nigga (mute nigga)
Where was you nigga? I was doin' this here like Mary J.
Like
That's word to black sheep, I don't care what the herd say
Homegrown Mary Jane, perfect ten playmate
420 bunny, every day we gon' celebrate
My cutie pie
Impossible, my free soul's incompatible
with society, I'm a menace to it
In fact I'm floatin' like Venice through it
You'd never tell what my head influenced by
concealed
Just another mary jane fan licking low and high, for that real love
Who cares where I sleep the night, as long as your face is by my side
Don't need
smart to not chase me a check
Never been locked up, so I'm blessed, I guess
Ooh, I'm on the road
Wherever I go, I'm still gon' flex
I'ma ball till I fall,
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