Mary goround

Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song i wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane

[SPM]

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

[CHORUS x2]

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