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letra de mary jane - lavaboy

i don’t got much, homie
but i’m livin’ happily
is there really more to this
will i ever rest in piece
my mind is in this music sh-t
so please don’t even bother me
grindin for some dollars in my pocket
man that’s all i need
f-ck the fame, f-ck you mane
everything is cool right now
i got mary jane up in my lungs
man it’s been awhile
ride around
with em windows down
man, it’s all good
bad b-tch by my side
thing is held just like a phone book
eyes low, every time you see me make them weave in front
smoke a ton
man that’s lavaboy
we just havin fun
keep a gun, just in case a playa wanna tеst me
sayin that you know me
b-tch you nevеr met me

…
f-ck the hoes that you lovin
there’s nothin
you never did this sh-t, so my n-ggas started frontin
you never did this sh-t, so my n-ggas stuntin
i’m ballin like rollin
catchin wind with the top down
[x2]
…
catchin wind of all these mothaf-ckas talkin bout me
“homie i was playin dawg”
don’t even try me
miss the palm trees
now i’m smokin from the palm leaves
shoutout sb
makin hits like that sh-t a breeze
f-ck the police
man that’s all i’m gonna say
we been eatin, real good
can’t be like me, we eatin steak
suckas up to no good
you can see it in they face
mothaf-cka, wish he would
ima put him in his place
man, my ride low
no it’s lavaboy
with the slow flow, high low
porsche ready to go
you better duck, hoe
you know, man i keep it real don’t need to lie no, lie low
cuz you never know who suckas work for

- lavaboy

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