Mary-Go-Round

Yo-yo homeboy, pass me that

Yo, this is the song I wrote for the girl I love

Her name, Mary Jane

Saggin' my Dickies, smoke like a hippie

Smell so good when she get wet and sticky

You lift me, girl, you the bomb

Got a **** 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 it's 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 morning's 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

Mary-go-round, round and round

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

If you's a Jane user

Throw your hands in the air with this motherfuckin' three time loser

Producer, wanna cool my future (Pass the sweet)

Pass the Medusa, I never knews her

Who ya, who ya think ya are

You fuckin' with a Dopehouse shooting star

Smokin' that budda

Drinkin' that puda

Booya, another killer from Honduras

I thug in a rider, chick gets me higher

There's no need to try to find a finer hyna

I desire my bitch on fire

People stare as we kiss on the playa

Mary-go-round, round and round

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

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 the only one fit for a player

The green eyes and the pretty red hair

The hoes sick c'ause them jelous bitches wanna

Bailar como Juana, Maria Juana

You was born in Mexico, but I took the chance

And brought your ass across to the promised lands

I love to lay you down so soft in my swisha

Act like a freak and let all my **** hit ya

I got your picture on all my walls

Mama caught us kissin', wanna call the laws

My family think you nothin' but trouble

Can't see how you helped me through the struggle

Mary-go-round, round and round

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

Mary-go-round, round and round

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