Marry Mary lyrics

by

​The D.O.C.


[Intro]

Shout out to Kount he my day one
Cru Alxndr my day one
Steelo he know he my day one
1160 them my day ones
Best in Brooklyn don't play dumb
You disrespect they might spray sum
My clique get masked up like Jason
Your kids'll vanish no trace son

[Verse 1; Dyme-A-Duzin]

Godly presence in my energy
Enterprises in my intellect
Irritating all of my enemies
Buzzing like intercoms in the jects
(n*gga I'm) Not a n*gga from the Internet (Nope) not a n*gga that you finna test
(n*gga I'm) Not that n*gga that you finna try (Nope)
Get your family if you figure that (Family)
Bar stool cross your b*tch's back, car pool, get your children wet
Hov & Biggie is my competition these new Brooklyn n*ggas never been a threat
(In the west) With a marijuana cigarette
f*ck your wave I'm on some bigger sh*t n*gga
My b*tch is wavy on some Bigga sh*t
I go hard seven days on some Adventist sh*t
Why NY struggle for hit? We invited this
I just speak the facts and vent in my sentences
I release a track & end the pretending sh*t
When you say real sh*t the censor it
I kept it real since I rolled with them phony n*ggas
Glowing no way to control me n*gga
Move through the beef like I'm Kobe n*gga
She hold the D like a trophy n*gga
D-Y-M-E

[Chorus; Dyme-A-Duzin]

Back in the b*tch on my bullsh*t
They didn't give it I took it
They wonder why I'm so Brooklyn
Back in this b*tch with a full clip
My n*ggas trap & do music
I just might snap if you push me
I just might marry that Mary
I just might marry that money
I just might marry that pus*y
I just might marry that Mary
I just might marry that money
I just might marry that pus*y

[Verse 2; Broadway Joe]

They wondering what I am doing here
Sitting clean and the newest pair
You can tell by my shoes that this dude is rare
When I look in your eyes I see super fear
When you walk around the town man you super scared
What you doing here?
I bang on these beats I'm like Luger here
Double cups, double pumps bring the ubers near
Cause my shooters here

[Verse 2; Dyme-A-Duzin]

Tryna double up the net worth while you worry bout who got the best verse
Before I ball in my bars I'll invest first
Stock in the 40/40 & the Nets first
Presidential after the award ceremony hitting shorty in my dress shirt
Views of the water while I'm slaughtering your daughter, 21 she an expert

[Verse 2; Broadway Joe]

16 had the best purp, flex first every morning cash a check first
I bool on the block and these angles protect me
I'm ducking the ops cause they tryna detect me
Just explain it Dymez, don't be wasting time
We just hit a lick, we just made it Dymez
b*tches poppin pills, yellows taking lines
I don't wait in line, Imma do it all
Till it fade to white
So Imma go marry this money
Imma go f*ck on your honey
Blowing out smoking while I'm doing 100
Gosh you n*ggas ain't getting no money
Man I just trap & do music, take the gun & the mic & just fuse it

[Chorus; Dyme-A-Duzin]

Back in the b*tch on my bullsh*t
They didn't give it I took it
They wonder why I'm so Brooklyn
Back in this b*tch with a full clip
My n*ggas trap & do music
I just might snap if you push me
I just might marry that Mary
I just might marry that money
I just might marry that pus*y
I just might marry that Mary
I just might marry that money
I just might marry that pus*y

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