Lyrics:
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
tales of November to February
Sending Mary through the international, terminal
I wonder what some of them earning now?
I seen a couple turned to ballers
kind is as rare as an egg by Faberge’
Blow Mary J with a prayer that she takes my cares away
My room’s remaining so smoke filled, you’ll think the air
cranked without Mary J
Only drug that I can't shake
Puff puff til my chest ache
Paper, blunt, bone
Shit we smoking weed in every way
Yeah in every way
the ladies
Oh no, the ladies, knowing you crazy
'Lil Kim, Queen Latifah, you the queen
Salt N Pepa, Mary J and Eve
You'll need to understand
Sugarhill made me
I'm not comin' down
I'm so turned up I can't find the ground (sippy)
Sippin' syrup by the gallon, smokin' Kush by the pound
Make it flood with
Drink Kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap
bit of Erica by my side
A little bit of Rita's all I need
A little bit of Tina's what I see
A little bit of Sandra in the sun
A little bit of Mary
together) yeah yeah
Ahh (You look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Cootie in the chair, tical
You're all (Cry together) mary J, y'all
I need (Lie together)
Drink Kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap
Drink Kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap
Old School Party-Dance Like We Used (Streethop Remix)
(T. Blakemore, J. Stringfellow, Trevell Franklin)
""Now here's a little something for
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
bit of Erica by my side
A little bit of Rita's all I need
A little bit of Tina's what I see
A little bit of Sandra in the sun
A little bit of Mary
and the k
Tell my young ones draw down even if its broad day
Fuck the laws i'm on the phone trying to pay this j pay
if it's smoke I pop off in the room make
wasted but I'm
Making movies by day
And albums by night
Everyday I'm getting paid
Every month is a flight
Found my Mary Jane
We gon get married in
right here next to me...
Staring
Winking sexually
She might just get the best of me
Wipe me down
Wipe me
Wipe me down
These designer fabrics, by
you're kill 'em
Ok you can bring it to 'em
Everyday, just like Mary J.
Sippin' iced teas in the E & J
Partyin', 'til your bare remain
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
out, grab a white bitch by her titties
Rock wallabies, this is Clarkology
You know copy Starky belong wit the triple technology
Quick wit the pistol,
put it down?
Show me what you wanna do
Girl, you want put it down?
Show me what you wanna do let's go
I just wanna shake it shake it shake my rump
don't believe rap is an art
Wake up, shake up, hypocrite look alive
Blastmaster KRS-One will revive
Four or five million still deprived
When out
So I'm breakin' down everything
Servin' niggas bags of Mary Jane
Thirty dollar grams of the meth
Eighty dollar grams of the food
Fifty round drums
(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your
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