Lyrics

Going, going, going Oh God, what time is it? 2AM? Let's go! Two cop cars, man I'm in trouble Or maybe it's just one, I swear I'm seeing double I swear I'm seeing stars, are we on a shuttle? Kiss you on the lips, we the perfect couple girl She got me on cloud nine She hotter than the sun-shine Got me burning up the whole night Now we're running through the bloodshot red light And they chasing me like woof, woof Chasing, chasing, chasing, me like woof, woof Chasing, chasing me like woop, woop Yeah there's something 'bout Mary got me high up Oh yeah there's something 'bout he way she make me light up She make me oooh ooh, she make me ooooh ooh Oh yeah there's something 'bout Mary on fire She can be my love, my number one supplier She make me oooh ooh, she make me ooh ooh So I got this chick, she a stress killer, everybody want her Ain't nobody realer, she don't need no filler High grade smooth, and every time you with her, she fill up the room She got me on cloud nine She hotter than the sunshine Got me burnin' up the whole night Now we're running through the bloodshot red light And they chasing me like woof, woof Chasing me like woof, woof Chasing, chasing, chasing, me like woof, woof Chasing, chasing me like woop, woop Yeah there's something 'bout Mary got me higher Oh yeah there's something 'bout he way she make me light up She make me ooh ooh, she make me ooh ooh Oh yeah there's something 'bout Mary on fire She give me the love, my number one supplier She make me ooh ohh, she make me ooh ooh I'm going hard, I'm going dumb I'm going in, till I'm going numb I got a lot to say, I don't hold my tongue I just hold money, don't hold me up Rollin' in more green than a hole in one You got more than me, then shit, roll some See I be off of that tree, people tell me I shouldn't be But early on my mom taught me that everything green is good for me I wake up to three girls, my role model is Hugh Hef I gave your girl a T-shirt, since she gave the whole crew neck I don't dance, I two-step My weed's strong, and suplex My socks drawers all around the crib, look like we fittin' to move in Bitch if I ain't a G, I'm a OG Two fingers on my joint, one to the police Yeah there's something 'bout Mary got me higher Oh yeah there's something 'bout he way she make me light up She make me ooh ooh, she make me ooh ooh Oh yeah there's something 'bout Mary on fire She give me the love, my number one supplier She make me ooh ooh, she make me ooh ooh Miss Mary Jane, Jane, Jane All dressed in green, green, green Miss Mary Jane, Jane, Jane All on my brain, brain, brain I love, I love with all I got I ain't got no job, and I don't want one Cause I got you Yeah there's something 'bout Mary got me higher She make me ooh ooh, she make me ooh ooh Oh yeah there's something 'bout Mary on fire She give me the love, my number one supplier She make me ooh ooh, she make me ooh ooh
Writer(s): Marcos Palacios, Marc Griffin, Alexandra Tamposi, Olivia Waithe, Aaron Michael Cox, Ernest Clark, Tyler Cordy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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