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Hit The J

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  • That Mary Jane
    That OG kush, that sour diesel drive them girls insane
    I roll it up, she disappear like David Blaine
    And she ain't tryna to book a flight on that paper plane
    She don't wanna hit the J
    She don't wanna hit the J
    She don't wanna hit the J
    She don't wanna hit the J
    Throw on that undefeated tank, and throw on my chain
    Throw on that new Kid Red, *****, its money gang
    See that red Maserati, niggas know it's Game
    Drive that ***** down Rosecrans and blow the brains
    Got that Rolly on my wrist, man that ho insane
    Remind me of my chick Regatta, she out in Spain
    Got a squad full chicks, I ain't dropping names
    They all ball like the girl that play for Notre Dame
    What's her name? Skylar Diggins yeah that's right, that's right
    You know I'll be digging, I'll be eating out that kitten
    I'll be piggin' out
    Never take her out to crustaceans, it be In-N-Out
    Just like that Chocolate shake, nigga goin' in her mouth
    She do everything except smoke, that mean let a nigga poke
    That mean she be off the coke like Paris and her folks
    Swear to God she a poke man
    But she like Lindsay Lohan, except she be running from that **** man
    That Harry Potter, that Mary Jane
    That OG kush, that sour diesel drive them girls insane
    I roll it up, she disappear like David Blaine
    And she ain't try to book a flight on that paper plane
    Cause she don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit it)
    Now she don't wanna hit the J
    All these ******* in my face, I'm blowing up
    And when I'm stepping in the place, we be pouring up
    Fourteen bottles of Ace, models showing up
    I tell her homie break that down, and we gon' roll it up
    It's Friday and she ain't got shit to do
    And we ain't got shit to do
    So umm, what's good with you?
    Smoke a little, talk a little, roll that up
    Girl twist that J, remind me of my nigga Rondo
    She ain't trying to hit that J
    Different J's, different lokes
    Different days, different strokes
    I smoke that shit that made Arnold and Willis broke
    You know my lifestyle, swishers and them Lifestyles
    ******* in the white house, red Camaro piped out
    I'll be iced out, my blunts be packed in
    I'll smoke them till it's no more, I'm like the pack ten
    I'm 'bout to pack ten ******* with them accents
    Man we 'bout to pack twelve swishers in that black Benz
    That Harry Potter, that Mary Jane
    That OG kush, that sour diesel drive them girls insane
    I roll it up, she disappear like David Blaine
    And she ain't try to book a flight on that paper plane
    Cause she don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit it)
    Now she don't wanna hit the J
    Two puffs, two verses. That's all you get Nigga!
    And stop mean mugging mother****er!
  • [00:24.686] That Mary Jane
    [00:25.607] That OG kush, that sour diesel drive them girls insane
    [00:28.662] I roll it up, she disappear like David Blaine
    [00:31.751] And she ain't tryna to book a flight on that paper plane
    [00:35.305] She don't wanna hit the J
    [00:38.346] She don't wanna hit the J
    [00:41.494] She don't wanna hit the J
    [00:44.630] She don't wanna hit the J
    [00:47.823] Throw on that undefeated tank, and throw on my chain
    [00:50.978] Throw on that new Kid Red, *****, its money gang
    [00:54.207] See that red Maserati, niggas know it's Game
    [00:57.472] Drive that ***** down Rosecrans and blow the brains
    [01:00.644] Got that Rolly on my wrist, man that ho insane
    [01:03.859] Remind me of my chick Regatta, she out in Spain
    [01:07.013] Got a squad full chicks, I ain't dropping names
    [01:10.223] They all ball like the girl that play for Notre Dame
    [01:13.445] What's her name? Skylar Diggins yeah that's right, that's right
    [01:16.344] You know I'll be digging, I'll be eating out that kitten
    [01:19.377] I'll be piggin' out
    [01:20.349] Never take her out to crustaceans, it be In-N-Out
    [01:23.392] Just like that Chocolate shake, nigga goin' in her mouth
    [01:26.795] She do everything except smoke, that mean let a nigga poke
    [01:30.925] That mean she be off the coke like Paris and her folks
    [01:33.429] Swear to God she a poke man
    [01:35.795] But she like Lindsay Lohan, except she be running from that **** man
    [01:40.078] That Harry Potter, that Mary Jane
    [01:42.203] That OG kush, that sour diesel drive them girls insane
    [01:45.311] I roll it up, she disappear like David Blaine
    [01:48.563] And she ain't try to book a flight on that paper plane
    [01:51.654] Cause she don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    [01:55.126] She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    [01:58.307] She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit it)
    [02:01.090] Now she don't wanna hit the J
    [02:04.916] All these ******* in my face, I'm blowing up
    [02:07.750] And when I'm stepping in the place, we be pouring up
    [02:10.975] Fourteen bottles of Ace, models showing up
    [02:14.167] I tell her homie break that down, and we gon' roll it up
    [02:18.258] It's Friday and she ain't got shit to do
    [02:22.029] And we ain't got shit to do
    [02:23.543] So umm, what's good with you?
    [02:25.204] Smoke a little, talk a little, roll that up
    [02:27.530] Girl twist that J, remind me of my nigga Rondo
    [02:29.915] She ain't trying to hit that J
    [02:31.543] Different J's, different lokes
    [02:32.764] Different days, different strokes
    [02:34.426] I smoke that shit that made Arnold and Willis broke
    [02:37.958] You know my lifestyle, swishers and them Lifestyles
    [02:41.167] ******* in the white house, red Camaro piped out
    [02:44.365] I'll be iced out, my blunts be packed in
    [02:47.469] I'll smoke them till it's no more, I'm like the pack ten
    [02:50.798] I'm 'bout to pack ten ******* with them accents
    [02:54.105] Man we 'bout to pack twelve swishers in that black Benz
    [02:57.022] That Harry Potter, that Mary Jane
    [02:58.966] That OG kush, that sour diesel drive them girls insane
    [03:02.113] I roll it up, she disappear like David Blaine
    [03:05.385] And she ain't try to book a flight on that paper plane
    [03:08.423] Cause she don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    [03:11.854] She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit the J)
    [03:15.115] She don't wanna hit the J (she don't wanna hit it)
    [03:18.301] Now she don't wanna hit the J
    [03:23.191] Two puffs, two verses. That's all you get Nigga!
    [03:28.572] And stop mean mugging mother****er!