| Yeah, I wrote this song for Mary Jane
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| It’s only one bitch I trick my dough fo'
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| Haha, a lotta y’all niggas spendin y’all money foolishly man
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| Invest in that Purple Haze, that Train Wreck
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| That Capiss, knawI’msayin
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| It’ll have you right, oh boy
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| I be smokin on that Mary Jane
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| Do you be smokin on that Mary Jane? |
| (I wanna know)
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| See I’m addicted to that Mary Jane
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| Are you addicted to that Mary Jane? |
| (I need mo')
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| Ay, the first time you let me hit I really wasn’t with it
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| Now look, I need yo' ass every minute
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| I wake up early, fiendin for a big blunt
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| Plus tonight, I got a show in Romant
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| I know you heard about the Dirty, we so crunk
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| Gimme a swisher fill it up, with Super Skunk
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| That Hash Flynt got me swervin when I drive
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| Even when my money low I find a way to get high
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| If you a bud smoker, come blaze with me
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| Have a cup of lean, now you feelin dizzy
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| You know I gets busy, chiefin back-to-back
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| About to cough up a lung nigga hit that
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| Ay, go get a highlife, this weed messin up my eyesight
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| At night time I can’t drive right
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| You wanna feel what my vibe like
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| Then put 28 grams, in my pipe, I bet it get you right
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| And fuck what you heard, weed is the best thrill
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| So lil' mama you can keep them (X pills)
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| Cali got the best kill
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| But Amsterdam got everything all year, huh
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| And you can smoke on the streets, watch my DVD
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| I’m in love with W, E-E-D
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| Please pass the blunt, don’t hold the blunt
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| Cause if the laws come, you gon be the first to run, bitch
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| Ay, ay, this last verse gon be short as fuck (why?)
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| Cause Verse 1 I had a ounce (but I smoked it up)
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| Got game from the OG’s (and I soaked it up)
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| In three years, three albums (I'm platinum plus)
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| Now I’m coppin Blueberry like it ain’t no thang
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| (But not on Tuesdays and Thursdays) cause the people swang
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| (And why you chokin my nigga?) you can’t handle it
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| (Well take this, gimme that) smoke a cancer stick, trick
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| (*Talking*)
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| Yeah, if you in yo' whip rollin, even if you ain’t a baller
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| Even if you gotta roll up one of them small ass little-bitty cigarillos
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| Do what you do man
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| Over here we ball outta control man, fo' real man
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| We take two blunts and put them sideways to make them fat
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| Then we take another one and put it the other way to make it long nigga
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| You ever put a whole ounce in a bone nigga?
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| Have you ever been to Amsterdam nigga?
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| You ever smoke Purple Kush, Purple Haze, OG Kush
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| Master Kush, Train Wreck, Maui Waui, all that shit man?
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| Ah man, we do it big man
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| White Widow, Triple X, Sweettooth
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| Sometimes niggas be havin sweetooths man
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| Haha, youknowI’msayin
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| We ball outta control baby
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| And don’t hate on me man, cause I smell like that doja
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| And you smokin on that Bobby Brown
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| Uh, yeah |