Lyrics:
Mary Foley- lyrics by John J LaDue; Music by John J LaDue and Andrew Vanhorn
Am C F Em
On a Drizzly Wednesday morn,
enough
Sift the dusk till dawn and I'll be
Ringing on
rollin' into bed a little heavy
Bounded by the sound that blows my mind
Sister cryin' bleeding worry
like its got bleach in
But i can't knock your hustle
You're just trying to get your weight up wait up
Thought you could slide by on a brudda like
is reminisce 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 good stuff
Calling you bluff, now look
not a fan, Peter Pan don’t give a damn
J.ust A. M.an 3.njoying L.ife
I’ma take care of my fam
NEVA BORIN DOUBLE FOREIN
My wife Mary keep me soaring
Got a roach in my pocket, took Mary J to dine
Let me clear my throat
(Yeah, yeah)
Have mercy babe, I hope you don't mind, mind
I'm on a fucking boat
Old enough to do my own thang, got me again
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid
Went and seen my homie Short Dawg to slide me a track
Went
Old enough to do my own thang, got me again
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid
Went and seen my homie Short Dawg to slide me a track
Went
the motherfucker"
And family members askin for my papers
But biz set them straight, by makin' "the vapors"
Girls cryin' pregnant, to get some of my green
I'm
Back On My Feet Again
The Babys
(J. Waite, Bugatti, Musker)
I was so lonely until I met you
Told myself I'd get by without love
Drownin' my sorrows
to boil, don't turn the pot off
You just affected wit it, pimpin' yo, get yo' rocks off
Release some pressure, stop all that cryin' and wipe ya snot off
cannabis in everything
Mary Jane I gave the rang
Thc bought me everything
In the last couple years I met some plugs
By the end of the year I'll be they plug
Back On My Feet Again
The Babys
(J. Waite, Bugatti, Musker)
I was so lonely until I met you
Told myself I'd get by without love
Drownin' my sorrows
on the sofa
Neckflicks
Now she rubbing
On my shoulders
Caressing
This Mary got her ready for
Some sex so
Hit that bitch then
Then I hit the door
Rolled up a j
range
Like water colors
I took a fast from weed
But now I'm sparking up
Hittin' Stock for the re-up
When enough is enough
I properly conduct a session
a bastard I feel like Old D
No more drama I'm booted roll up the Mary j
Nigga I ain't makin up shit this ain′t Mary k
White bitch like a Dallas cheerleader I
doing all kind of tasks
Mary J still on my dick yeah she like the web
I got that water like hydro flask
Cause I keep it too cool
Now they watch me like
I'm beefing with my inner demons
I need Mary J to come and wake me up
(Wake me up) might roll a paper plane to
Come and take me up (Take me up)
I was
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
no get pikin try to get me
Try to get me please
I need some honesty
I need some honesty
Honesty
Ah Tec had the Mary J so we rolled one up
That's like
no get pikin try to get me
Try to get me please
I need some honesty
I need some honesty
Honesty
Ah Tec had the Mary J so we rolled one up
That's like
manhood
You beat upon little boys in the hood
Oh - what you're man enough to kill in a drive-by
Drive by the White House and all you do is wave hi
While
love
True love that Mary J type love
Where we can break up and fall in love again
Cause I can't see my life without you
If its hard I won’t care cause
why
Cryin' in the sunset, that's a different guy
Look, I just throw the money to the sky
Look, thumbin' with the hunnids every night
Look, I
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