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North Memphis in the buildin'
Rich **** in the buildin'
Fired up
Miss Mary Mack (Miss Mary Mack), all rolled in pack (roll up)
With that sweet kush (uhh), all down her back (roll up)
Miss Mary Mack (Miss Mary Mack), all rolled in pack (roll up)
She let me hit her, straight from the back (roll up)
And ohh, I think I love that bitch, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch, I think I love her
And ohh, I think I love that bitch, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch, oh I think I love her
Fuckin' with her since a young ****
Smokin' more weed than these young ****
One more hit then I'm done with her
But who am I kiddin'? I'm in love with her
I'm addicted to her, she know I can't live without her
Mary Jane is all I need
In the Lambo blowin' nothin' but that kill
You know I keep this RIP
I chief and y'all little **** ain't in my league
I got them Kobe Bryant colors all in my weed
Pourin' up the purple plus, homie let's make a toast
Whole tea, doublin' up on cups of lean
Blue dream weed make my bitch go by
Got her layin' on her back, with her legs up in the sky
I'ma take me a dab and watch that ass
Stay on my triple shit ****, I'm so high
I'm so fly, check my ride
Shit's so clean, chick though I was a spy
Double 0-7, I'm James Bond
And I'm smokin' kebowls all out my bong
All I inhale is that strong
So you know I keep the grass all in my lungs
Miss Mary Mary, roll it back to back
On a shot of gin and a beam on my tongue
Miss Mary Mack (Miss Mary Mack), all rolled in pack (roll up)
With that sweet kush (uhh), all down her back (roll up)
Miss Mary Mack (Miss Mary Mack), all rolled in pack (roll up)
She let me hit her, straight from the back (roll up)
And ohh, I think I love that bitch, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch, I think I love her
And ohh, I think I love that bitch, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch, oh I think I love her
I don't smoke it if it ain't that good, nope
Fuck that ****, I'm gravy, yeah
Fucked up ****, I'm wavy, uh
Cotton mouth ****, post slavery, ooh
Stop talkin shit ****, smoke somethin'
Girl let's bust one and roll one
Tunechi like a penny witha hole in it
Cause I don't let these bitches get they hopes up
I got Tony Montana, no cut
I gets all my drugs for free
Cause I got a bad bitch, she a nurse
And I just tell that bitch I can't sleep
I only drink on occasions
When is it not an occasion?
Chinky eyes, Asian persuasion
Fuck rehab-ilitation, I say
God is great, weed is good
Amen to that shit
Rest in peace Lord Infamous
Amen to that shit
Light that hoe I pass around
I hope my smoke go past the clouds
To all my homies lookin' down, amen to that shit
Miss Mary Mack (Miss Mary Mack), all rolled in pack (roll up)
With that sweet kush (uhh), all down her back (roll up)
Miss Mary Mack (Miss Mary Mack), all rolled in pack (roll up)
She let me hit her, straight from the back (roll up)
And ohh, I think I love that bitch, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch, I think I love her
And ohh, I think I love that bitch, I think I love that bitch (yeah)
I think I love that bitch
Matter-of-fact, girl, I know
I think I love her, I think, I think I love her
I know
I think I love her, I think, I think I love her
Matter-of-fact, girl, I know
I think I love her, I think, I think I love her
Yeah, I know
I think I love that bitch, I must think I love her
Written by: August Alsina, Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., Jordan Houston, Michael len Williams
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