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but Mary jane cause that's my girlfriend!
His strongest soldiers get the hardest battles, I'm trying to comprehend!
How I'm supposed to be the perfect

that
I'm feigning
She know that
Ain't drifting
She all for me
I know that she love when I
Stay right by her side
And I can't even lie
Shawty looking like

the belly
Shit when did we think we might have a baby
Or when we thought you to be
Three weeks past your monthly Bloody Mary
Pass me another drink while I

one young love
I swear to god you was the one
Now there's nothing left between us
Not a single little crumb
Yet im always reminiscing
And missing your

And my horse of course
Just one horse - power
And once in a while a nice little shower

I’m a lonesome cowboy
Riding through the night
Such a lonesome

Felt a little bit off today, haven't
Done what I promised to do or say
Felt like we're slipping out of key, like we're slipping out of
Time,

body niggas and I leave em
In a cemetery
I beat niggas by a long shot
Hail Mary
You-
You come 2nd like February
Im a star
soon i'mma cop me a secretary

Ain't no monster under my bed anymore
Mother Mary with a suitcase at the door 
and I'll wander through the wilderness 'til I'm wise
Got my psychic

in some Jesse and some Zac and some ey!
Caught up in this herb I'm naturally under, Mary Jane and I well lock down in ya
c mi seh ah no little money fi

the evil brute reign 

Slaughter them all to find your calling
Summon the gaul to kill your siblings
Locked in a cell, only one will be spared
The hail Mary

get a little sad
Cause playing sports was some of the best times we ever had
I remember smoking Mary Jane before school
And going inside high as fuck,

Mother Mary 'cos she saw me when I wept
Awfully tense but I could prolly say I'm blessed
I'm always on defensive like it's full court press
I miss

some things I haven't finished yet
And girl, you driving way too fast in that little red Corvette
Practicing my breathing so that I can keep myself in

to Mary (J) Blige
You were my Xscape
Between love and lust
We're most likely to choose hate
Both grew up stubborn
Little shit in common
Couple times she

grace to the Hail Marys face yeah
Siete, ocho,nueve,diez 

I am the man, the myth, the legends, the Chris, the evans, ain't no god that send by

soul was torn by claws
So it's no fuckin surprise
That I'd rather hang with dogs
Yes dogs
I'd be chillin' with dogs
Cause they'd never judge a man
For

Wake up at three
Bake the bread
Have a cup of coffee
Have a cigarette

As the trucks go by
Over the bridge
I remember her singing
When we were kids

Caesar, sprinkling some tomatoes, yeah
I like my choice in wine, fine with a bitter taste
I keep a 5'9", little dime with a pretty face
Only on my Bae Day,

rumours, but I don't care, cause I smoke Mary Jane
Man nowadays everybody be haters that shit destroy lives just like a hurricane
Sometimes I'm tired

more than one, thought you knew the same?
Baby I know you mad but Mary Jane is her name ugh
I know you up in the cut by yourself and you miss how I roll

One Two Three
Spitting Bullets On The Beat
I’m A Sick Little Puppy
Who Gets Lucky When He Speaks
Blessed With A Silver Tongue
Chest With An Iron Lung

I got a fever
I want this song to hit me like a Mary J
I don't care what you say, I'm gonna smoke one anyway
Usually my bite is worse than my bark

night is born a child 
Of Mary, chosen mother mild; 
This little child, of lowly birth, 
Shall be the joy of all your Earth.   

These are the tokens ye

for this
Clap your hands for this
This is by your soul like a sandal is
Party getting sauced so we're basking in
The pleasure if the night we ain't