MARY JANE

Met you in adolescence (Ugh)

In tough times, my daddy died, I was filled with questions (I was)

Saw you at parties, I holla'd, you made me feel accepted (You did)

It sparked a friendship, Who knew it would turn to something special (Who knew)

Started sneaking to meet ya (Hey)

Know my mom would have her thoughts but couldn't prove it so be it (Ugh)

It was usually on the weekends a nigga would see ya (Hey)

And if you landed in my lap then a nigga would freak ya (Ugh)

You know I'm bout it

And she bad bitch

And you mad thick