Luyện nghe bài hát Mary-go-round

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

Saggin my dickies, like a hippy
Smell so good when she get wet and
You lift me, girl you the
Got a nigga blowin Cheech and Chong
A bong, a blunt, or a paper
It really don't she'll take you there
You been my gal the age of 13
And Its to me, you still make me fiend
You put a spell on me the green voodoo
You love my boys come and run us a choo choo
deep in the game
The way I feel words explain
You been to me, stood by my side
I Wake up and get my mornings high
Other hoes wonder why get no love
Mary got a big ol' but, HUH

(CHORUS x2)
Mary-go-round, and round
Oh let the mary-go-round, pass the

If yous a Jane
Throw your hands in the air with this three time user
Producer, cool my future (pass the sweet)
Pass the madusa, I never her
Who ya, Who ya ya are
Ya with a dopehouse shootin star

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Smokin budda
Drinkin that
Booya, another killa Madulas
I in rida chick gets me higher
Theres no needa tryna find a finer
I decya my bitch fya
Be bestet as we under plya

(chorus x2)
Mary-go-round and round
oh let the
the sweet

Now you can do or get wet as the rain
Me man I got in my brain
Of course I kick for white whores
But my wife mary-jane I get divorced
she be tha only one fit for a playa
The eyes and the pretty red hair
The hoes sick them jelous bitches wanna
Vyla coma vana
You was born in Mexico but I the chance
And your ass across to the promise lands
I love to lay you so soft in my swisha
act like a and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your picture on all my
mama caught us kissin wanna the laws
My family you nothin but trouble
see how you helped me through the struggle

(chorusx2)
Mary-go-round and round
Oh let the
the sweet