Lyrics:
Just smoke a lil bit so I don't get too high
Cause when it be too much I feel i'm touching the sky
No Lupe and Ye
I'm bumping Mary J. Blige
Just
a way
[Mary J. Blige]
To bring some understanding here today
[N'Sync]
Barricades can't block our way
[Darren Hayes]
Don't punish me with brutality
with a side chick
They want the 411 on my life
Mary J Blige shit
Moment of silence
For anybody doubting
I kill em' wit confidence
Without the cape I'm
slides
I finally got yo location so
Today we bout to slide
I asked you what you had on
The weed you said 5
I'm tryna get some platinum plaques
Like Mary J
And that's The Documentary
If i die my niggas, fuck it
I did a song with Mary Blige, my niggas
Got a hook from faith
No verse from Jay
I guess
somethin'
Like Mary J blige
Don't mind my eyes, they bloodshot
From smokin' 'bout 4 bags of
Weed in the parking lot so what's up bitch
Got a name with them
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
but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
one love
Crips killin' Crips, nigga, Bloods killin' Bloods
Niggaz tellin', gotta stay outta dodge
On the stand y'all be singin' like Mary J. Blige
But
[sound of Keith Murray intro from Mary J. Blige 'What's the 411' tape
which I could swear has been set to B.I.G.'s "Who Shot Ya" based on
the sound
though
I know that's your girl cause
Mary J Blige all she wanted was real love
I be with the hustlers
Shakers and movers the killers the real thugs
to ride
Hatters and snitches can't slide
Play with my name is suicide
That thang will go off
And sang to u like Mary J Blige
Niggas always wanting something
me be
And leave me alone
I want to go home
Mary is waitin' and weepin'
Down in our shack by the sea
Even after I've hurt her
Mary's still in
me be
And leave me alone
I want to go home
Mary is waitin' and weepin'
Down in our shack by the sea
Even after I've hurt her
Mary's still in
climb
Every since they lost a slipper, every pair that they find
They say these boots were made for dancing like Mary J. Blige
We live a life apart,
Mood was Mary J Blige, I'm venting
But I love the way you love tho, ain't mad at my decisions
Ain't have to be a photoshoot to see that we was winning
sight
But now I'm up they on my side
I can tell they ain't down to ride
Demons around me got nothing to hide
Make yo hoe sing like Mary J. Blige
Bro got
coin-cidence to work wit Rence
Brick by Brick like Franklin,
Walls around me I’m bricked up
Only girl of my dreams can put ‘em down
Just hold me down
I’m outta
to pitch them pies, better life than flipping fries
I'm the one the Crips despise
Move the Yay or kiss the sky, for having dreams that 50 died
Eulogy by Mary
Oh my oh my
Come roll with the bad boy
Like you Mary J Blige
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
you, fuck you
Two Glocks I'm gon' up you, up you
Call that my lil function bae, yeah
Call that my lil function bae
Choppa gonna Blige, yeah Mary J
you what I'm gonna do
When they reminisce over you, my God
Yeah, CL Smooth and Mary J. Blige, on a rige
To reminisce and it goes like this, so
by
Like Mary J. damn right I o'Blige
Like Toni Braxton you be making me high
Like the trees i be sparkin' with Khi
Fireworks on the 4th of July
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