Mary Jane

ha-ha-ha, I'm serious, black ass

One of y'all my black ass got some bad fuckin' breath

(Oh, man) ay, baby, ay, baby, (shit) ay, baby

Get some bubblegum in this fucker or something

Aye, black ass , get somethin' to eat, weed cookies Aye, black ass, study long, study wrong, black ass

With so much drama in the L.B.C.

It's kinda hard bein' Mary Jane D-O-double-G

But I, somehow, some way

Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day

May I kick a lil' something for the G's?

(Yeah)

And, make a few ends as I breeze through (yeah)

Two in the mornin' and the party's still jumpin'

'Cause my momma ain't home

I got hot girls in the livin' room gettin' it on

And, they ain't leavin"til six in the mornin' (six in the mornin', six in the morning)

So what you wanna do?

Shit, I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too

So turn off the lights and close the doors

But, but what? We don't love them hoes (yeah)

So we gon' smoke a ounce to this G's up, hoes down, while you fuckers bounce to this

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo Sippin' on gin and juice (laid back)

(With my mind on my money And my money on my mind)

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo Sippin' on gin and juice (laid back)

(With my mind on my money And my money on my mind)

Now that I got me some Seagram's gin

Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in

Now this type of shit happens all the time

You got to get yours but, fool, I gotta get mine

Everything is fine when you listenin' to the weed

I got the cultivating music that be captivating he Who listens, to the words that I speak

As I take me a drink to the middle of the street

And get to mackin' to this girl named Sadie (Sadie?)

She used to be the homeboys lady (oh, that Hot girl ?)

80 degrees, when I tell that hot big booty

"Please"

Raise up off these N-U-T's, 'cause you gets none of these

At ease, as I mob with the Mary Jane Pound, feel the breeze weed