Purp Cloudz
What
Bounty Boy shit
Bounty Boy
Believe that
Jacky R
Yeah
Flow Dollaz
Uh
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Mary jane
Jane
Mary jane
Jane
You know I give you everything
Thing
And anything
Thing
I need you round like everyday
Day
Everyday
Day
So much ill give you a wedding ring
Ring
And change your name
Name
What
Big jack a bounty boy
Shit now you know
I came up out the trenches though
Where the lineman go
Twist it up
Now fire and blow
Be careful though
Why
Cuz this that gas bro
Your ass might choke
Shit
That dosia keep me sober
Smoked out till October
No smoke if I don't know you
Don't ask me for shit
Been hitting different cities
Blowing good with the locals
Aye turn me down in the headphones
And turn up a nigga vocals
Smoke clouds when we pull up
Laughing and shit
Stogie full of that propane
That gas in that bitch
Everybody got they own
Ain't no passing this bitch
I take mine to the head
You know how I get
Mary thats my baby
My baby
She always by my side
Myside
Even when Im down
Down
She always keep me high
High
I said
Mary thats my baby
My baby
She always by my side
Myside
Even when Im down
Down
She always keep me high
High
Uh
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Mary jane
Jane
Mary jane
Jane
You know I give you everything
Thing
And anything
Thing
I need you round like everyday
Day
Everyday
Day
So much ill give you a wedding ring
Ring
And change your name
Name
What
Fog all in my lungs
Blowing smoke by the ton
Turnpike on the run
One mo hit Im done
Sike
Shit I stay ready
Move weight like 850
Niggaz fake cant hang wit it
Cross the line
Bang bang with it
Big buds
No games with it
Cashing out
No change with it
Puff puff pass
Ain't shit change with it
Bullseye when I aim with it
Fat bags you better come get it
Don't come round you don't want hit it
This all gas
you better come with it
Yeah
Bounty Boy shit
Bounty Boy
Believe that
Jacky R
Yeah
Flow Dollaz
Uh
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Mary jane
Jane
Mary jane
Jane
You know I give you everything
Thing
And anything
Thing
I need you round like everyday
Day
Everyday
Day
So much ill give you a wedding ring
Ring
And change your name
Name
What
Big jack a bounty boy
Shit now you know
I came up out the trenches though
Where the lineman go
Twist it up
Now fire and blow
Be careful though
Why
Cuz this that gas bro
Your ass might choke
Shit
That dosia keep me sober
Smoked out till October
No smoke if I don't know you
Don't ask me for shit
Been hitting different cities
Blowing good with the locals
Aye turn me down in the headphones
And turn up a nigga vocals
Smoke clouds when we pull up
Laughing and shit
Stogie full of that propane
That gas in that bitch
Everybody got they own
Ain't no passing this bitch
I take mine to the head
You know how I get
Mary thats my baby
My baby
She always by my side
Myside
Even when Im down
Down
She always keep me high
High
I said
Mary thats my baby
My baby
She always by my side
Myside
Even when Im down
Down
She always keep me high
High
Uh
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Who's that peeping out my window
Ha
Just me Mary Jane and my kinfolk
I said
Mary jane
Jane
Mary jane
Jane
You know I give you everything
Thing
And anything
Thing
I need you round like everyday
Day
Everyday
Day
So much ill give you a wedding ring
Ring
And change your name
Name
What
Fog all in my lungs
Blowing smoke by the ton
Turnpike on the run
One mo hit Im done
Sike
Shit I stay ready
Move weight like 850
Niggaz fake cant hang wit it
Cross the line
Bang bang with it
Big buds
No games with it
Cashing out
No change with it
Puff puff pass
Ain't shit change with it
Bullseye when I aim with it
Fat bags you better come get it
Don't come round you don't want hit it
This all gas
you better come with it
Yeah
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