Lyrics:
know you're
Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?
I
know you're
Never going to get to France
Mary Queen of chance, will they find you?
Never going to get to France
Could a new romance ever bind you?
I
Woke up outta my sleep in the middle of the night
By the angel Gabriel who came to me about my wife
(Behold) the son she bears
He's the precious lamb
squats
Her butt tightened up like a real nice knot.
The first time in her life she was borderline hot
By sophomore year she was doing much better,
Immune
Mary, grab the baby, the river's rising
Muddy water taking back the land
The old-frame house, she can't take-a one more beating
Ain't no use to stay
Mary in they cut up jeans I hope you make it my friend
I hope you make it my friend I hope you make it my friend
We from the crack baby generation
We
heavy to carry it alone!
It wasn't sweet as Cheery Colo-gne (Damn)
When I wake up in morning (Good morning!)
My jaws were tore!
I have too many days.
reap flow n-gga
Gettin swallowed by the Maybach deep throat n-gga
Uh, I’ma bout to go planters,
I’m still in my prime, Dion Sanders
We all gamblers,
[Master P]
Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon)
I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)
[Chorus One 2X: Weebie]
I love the way she shake it in the thong -
Mary wants to be a superwoman
But is that really in her head
But I just want to live each day to love her
For what she is
Mary wants to be another
early Christmas morning
When I'm standing in line
I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
Do you remember the last one?
What
early Christmas morning
When I'm standing in line
I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
Do you remember the last one?
What
wave like they stoppin' a taxi
On a six, in a Lamb', but I'm not that bitch Mary (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Four-one
They counted me out, I came
mary died a lover
pray to god that we will too
if it was the baby
lost at seven weeks
nothing for the memory
but the blood across the sheet
no one knew
It is the weed
It’s no longer what I need
Baby now you slow me down
You belong to Smoker Steve
Been together for a while
But now it’s time to leave
I
efforts and all time that I put in
Then i woke on a morning, found an artist so amazing
csked me what the fuck I'm doing, had listen to my heart
Had
please
Name and occupation: Aes, I twidddle thumbs with underlings
Orange eyes, head shrunk, age: a million, sex: drugs
Barrel in escorted by a chorus line
really hate the people in it, don't ya?
But you never really vent it
Gotcha
I ain't tryna' have no baby monster
To be killed inna' street by a officer
You
(going down)
I had to call up my lawyer, gotta make court
And yawning, it's four in the morning, it's (going down)
I need be out by the morning
Man
baby treat you like my Mary Jane
You suit me like the perfect drug but ya too lethal
Started sippin on mud when I'm in it wit my people
Bad intentions
and see your face you left a space that's fillable by someone who's not you
Don't worry baby all the shady areas are gana be full by sunlight and neon
That's how I spark the see
And I do it that's on D.P.G.
Hollin at people choped it up just like a p
We chillin in the place to be
Yeah homie
times
Honey Dutch, that black and mild
When we were getting high
Just to get by
Just to survive
You lied
So Mary Jane took your place in my life
(Mary
the night she went out walking alone
And never came home
Man with a badge came knocking next morning
Here was I surrounded by a thousand fingers suddenly
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