All my homies in Laurel Beg borrow Buy my rap tape tomorrow Tell DJ Pumpkin "Keep it crunckin Clyde"? Request my tape when you go inside So I can take Jane
Check this out heffa I'm a ghetto star 69 Cutty is my favorite car Chew gets rolled then here come the hoes In the G-string panties and the sexy clothes
of a thousand. Only slept with three guys Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a Lucy Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm telling you to be wise
I'll open up the trunk and hide her inside She say she think I'm cheatin' wit a girl named Jane You ain't just my baby, bitch, you my everything I was
no names Here we go now, I'm like gypsy chicks See me cruisin' until that my six is wipped And we off to the races (Say what?) Me and all my aces everywhere
H Still hit em up with that E A, G A to N G S T A So fuck them them other N I double G A S Hate the pops and kill the T A Hang with my crew blue strings in my shoes Mary Jane
Mary? How you doin'?, Mary Jane, stalkin' me Since I have met ya girl you ruined my brain, ruined my brain You stole my heart, right from the start So
put it proudly in my car And my family listened fifty times to my two-song-repertoire And I told my mam her only son was gonna be a star. I bought all
I like pleasure spiked with pain And music is my Aeroplane, it's my Aeroplane Songbird, sweet and sour Jane And music is my Aeroplane, it's my Aeroplane
no need for a replay When I'm thinkin' it, suckers still be freakin' at it Yes I've passed this mamage, now I'm coming automatic So jump off my wagon, my
me off to start the fun On a bike ride to the moon Lots of room for everyone On a bike ride to the moon And we'll bring back cheese for my Auntie Jane
you and I'm a handle mine My 2-way and my cellular phone Be blowing up in a ridiculous way Sipping the game like I'm slanging the zone The Mary Jane
From the calm bandit eat rhymers like pomegranate Soon as he stepped in he lit the room Boom, reschedule my noon with Britt Hume Doom in love with Mary Jane, she's my
my girl is looking like Jane Bond now she wants to be a superhero and I'm in love with her indeed my girl is looking like Jane Dean she has a russian
p-m? A six three, high, two d's, I almost cracked my damned rims I swang and bang, I do my thang Mary jane be in my brain Codeine in the cup, got twenty
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
and My people laugh, my people cry My people ride and die My people, hold your head up My people, don?t get fed up My people rise, my people fight My