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Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song i wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane



Saggin my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell so good when she get wet and sticky
You lift me, girl you the bomb
Got a nigga blowin like Cheech and Chong
A bong, a blunt, or a paper square
It really don't matter she'll take you there
You been my gal since the age of 13
And Its funny to me, you still make me fiend
You put a spell on me with the green voodoo
You love when my boys come and run us a choo choo
Mary-Jane deep in the game
The way I feel words can't explain
You been true to me, stood by my side
I Wake up and get my mornings first high
Other hoes wonder why they get no love
Cause Mary got a big ol' butt, HUH



Mary-go-round, round and round
Oh let the mary-go-round, pass the sweet



If yous a Jane user
Throw your hands in the air with this muthafuckin three time user
Producer, wanna cool my future (pass the sweet)
Pass the madusa, I never knews her
Who ya, Who ya think ya are
Ya fuckin with a dopehouse shootin star



Smokin that budda
Drinkin that puda
Booya, another killa from Madulas
I thug in rida chick gets me higher
Theres no needa tryna find a finer hyna
I decya my bitch your fya
Be bestet as we kids under plya



Mary-go-round round and round
oh let the mary-go-round
pass the sweet



Now you can do snow or get wet as the rain
Me man I got jane in my brain
Of course I kick doors for white whores
But my wife mary-jane I never get divorced
Cause she be tha only one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the pretty red hair
The hoes sick cause them jelous bitches wanna
Vyla coma vana Mariajuana
You was born in Mexico but I took the chance
And brought your ass across to the promise lands
I love to lay you down so soft in my swisha
act like a freak and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your picture on all my walls
mama caught us kissin wanna call the laws
My family thinks you nothin but trouble
Cant see how you helped me through the struggle


Mary-go-round round and round
Oh let the mary-go-round
pass the sweet
Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat  Yo, this is the song i wrote for the girl I love.  Her name, Mary Jane        Saggin my dickies, smoke like a hippy  Smell so good when she get wet and sticky  You lift me, girl you the bomb  Got a nigga blowin like Cheech and Chong  A bong, a blunt, or a paper square  It really don't matter she'll take you there  You been my gal since the age of 13  And Its funny to me, you still make me fiend  You put a spell on me with the green voodoo  You love when my boys come and run us a choo choo  Mary-Jane deep in the game  The way I feel words can't explain  You been true to me, stood by my side  I Wake up and get my mornings first high  Other hoes wonder why they get no love  Cause Mary got a big ol' butt, HUH        Mary-go-round, round and round  Oh let the mary-go-round, pass the sweet        If yous a Jane user   Throw your hands in the air with this muthafuckin three time user  Producer, wanna cool my future (pass the sweet)  Pass the madusa, I never knews her  Who ya, Who ya think ya are  Ya fuckin with a dopehouse shootin star        Smokin that budda  Drinkin that puda  Booya, another killa from Madulas  I thug in rida chick gets me higher  Theres no needa tryna find a finer hyna  I decya my bitch your fya   Be bestet as we kids under plya        Mary-go-round round and round   oh let the mary-go-round  pass the sweet        Now you can do snow or get wet as the rain   Me man I got jane in my brain  Of course I kick doors for white whores   But my wife mary-jane I never get divorced  Cause she be tha only one fit for a playa   The green eyes and the pretty red hair  The hoes sick cause them jelous bitches wanna   Vyla coma vana Mariajuana  You was born in Mexico but I took the chance  And brought your ass across to the promise lands  I love to lay you down so soft in my swisha   act like a freak and let all my niggaz hit ya  I got your picture on all my walls  mama caught us kissin wanna call the laws  My family thinks you nothin but trouble   Cant see how you helped me through the struggle      Mary-go-round round and round  Oh let the mary-go-round  pass the sweet
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