pretty gangsta - mary janee lyrics
i saw them b*tches coppin pleads like they was on the news
i had to shake my head cuz they cappin in them tunes
and if i said its up you just might make it on the news
like my diamonds dancing yu b*tches betta get in tune
smoking on exotic then we pull up with a mop stick
she gon hit hard so you b*tches betta watch it
clean them b*tches up call the janitor yeah he got this
y’all said yall want more smoke so let me light a blunt or two
yu was running track while i was out there getting cash yu was out there smokin whilе ya baby had bad gas yu was suckin d**k off a perc up in the shower yеah i know he felt bad but that n*ggah had yu gassed
if ya n*ggah ate me i prolly feed him with a spoon
had to let him taste it cuz this strain is the moon
call my ootas up cuz im really a f*kkin goon
yall hoes don’t want this smoke but i’ma give yu b*tchs tw0 look ha (i got a lot of it )
tell them b*tches they ain’t it yet ,walk em down in my shoes blunt blowing oh yu ain’t hit yet ?
i caught n*ggah for a big check , but if i gotta keep it quite then baby come get ya lips wet
but let me calm down for a quick sec i to pretty mean demeanor i stay scheming cuz all them b*tches creepin
my pockets fatter then my ass cheek but if i lose it all tonite i’ll make it bac in the next week it
y’all don’t know my body when i’m acting out
stylin on yu hoes so tell who yu back in down
real dope sh*t all these n*ggahs wanna tie down
has to cut em off they askin do yu love me now
bac then n*ggahs acted like they never seen a b*tch
but now i’m hot even n*ggah wanna take a hit
yeah i’m mary jane but every n*ggah can’t afford this sh*t but them block work b*tches they got enough of it ! (lite the blunt )
sh*t cost like 5 dollas ..
think i’m having fun with this one ..
stink booty b*tches …
tell eli fross put me on the remix
he got to , playin with me man
for all my bad b*tches tell that n*ggah he a stroom and if you got no funds then kick the n*ggah with ya boot
takin all my time and eating all my f*kkin food sir yu gotta go i ain’t got no f*kkin room
i’ma slim b*tch but this body give yu pressure he threw my lil ass but he left out on a stretcher had him in a coma but he bac for another session ehhhh
had the n*ggah cryin cuz he cuz he not tuff got yu (not) b*tches lieing acting stuck up
tell me how many bodies you done caught up none !
caught you at ya bluff put ya props up
if that n*ggah like me he prolly lucked up
ima pretty gangsta blow ya smoke up
now listen very closely you b*tches not tufff huh
brake ya lil jaw with all that gossip
huh huh huh
stop playing with me
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