the doob up, Let's smoke and burn, choke the herb, So come on ride the train, you should ride it, Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal lighter
need permiso "Can I get with you?" she said "Are you ready?" and I said "Estoy listo" Pass me the besto, then I want you to pass me my leno I'm in love with Mary Jane
Thugga flyin' first class and ain't talkin' about a plane (Naw) I'm talkin' 'bout the sticky icky sack of Mary Jane (Uh) So gone off the smoke, feel like
fix sitting on my crucifix The living room on my private womb While the moms and brats are away To fall in love, we fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes And Mary Jane
the kitchen call me culinary maine Ya'll niggas pitchen ya'll hustlen on the scary train While we move everythang from heroiwaine to mary jane But let me fall
they tryin' to sell us, Propaganda in the can got your hand in the fan, I run my own planet live my life rebellious, The people propelled us, Mary Jane
fixed, sitting on my crucifix The living room on my private womb While the moms and dads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes And Mary Jane
it to niggaz I don't be slippin on my literary Sick when I'm gone off that jane first name mary Eightball, ain't no other like this southern brother
my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints A damn shame, gotta grind anythang and everythang Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane
need a sumo diaper! (yeah!) I move like the Spyker, two door Viper (yeah!) Negative energy'll get the crew all hyper! (uh!) "Mary Jane" life her! - The
growin up fairytale, like believin in santa got excited over small things, like treats from grandma same thing now, except it's weed from the manager love mary jane
I play the kitchen call me culinary maine yall niggas pitchen yall hustlen on the scary train while we move everythang from heroiwaine to mary jane but let me fall
-seat Benz Spent my last cent on the rent, left with pocket lints A damn shame, gotta grind anythang and everythang Jimmy Crack Corn, cross the county line with Mary Jane
fix sitting on my crucifix The living room or my private womb While the moms and brads are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
blaze the doob up Let's smoke and burn, choke the herb So come on ride the train, you should ride it Make sure you bring your Mary Jane, and personal
Is what I produce like rub and flint. Punches gottcha seeing two like double mint. I'm just trying to cop a dub And split a dutch open. Fill it with that Mary Jane
you off something kind of proper when I go get? I'm watching out for crooked coppers in my golden state I can't stop it Mary Jane is out on another day
