Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mary-Go-Round , by - South Park Mexican. Song from the album Latin Throne, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 11.04.1999
Record label: Rap Classics
Song language: English
Mary-Go-Round |
| 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’but, 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 |
| (till fade.) |