doesn't matter round this place So I'm getting out before it's too late CHORUS I gotta keep Moving on Moving on (it's better than running) Moving on
get drunk Buckeyed vicars go slow Move your pieces, you're junk Porsche and drivers, same Jane You're so hot, just one taste Help me I'm on display
down Let's turn the radio on this is the meltdown Get out the camera take a picture The drag Queens and the freaks are all out on the town And cowboy Jane
smoke enough You sure enough get P.O.D.'ed Cleveland, it's the same thang They out there puff M. Jane Inhale, exhale back on the plane Headed to the
up on my niggas cup, Watch out for security, cause we bout to blaze the doob up, Let's smoke and burn, choke the herb, So come on ride the train, you
texas n move to georgia, now ya in florida, you live on da beach, Dat lil mama bring dat heat. [Chorus:] This girl is on fire (She's hot hott) She's on
do When I move they gon' follow me Yeah, you from D-Block right? Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights Watch the 'gnac get chased by the champagne Mary jane
. (standing on the corner) Well, I can see that, what you got in your hand (suitcase in my hand) No, shit, what's this (jack is in his corset, jane is
on me Don't load it on me-jane Don't load it on me-jane Don't load it on me-jane Don't load it on me-jane Don't load it on me-jane
Don't ruin it on me, Jane Don't ruin it on me, Jane Don't ruin it on me, Jane Don't ruin it on me, Jane Don't ruin it on me, Jane
tell y'all three man I love y'all like y'all love me But if y'all know what we talkin? bout Fizz holla at ya boy For the first three years, we was on
(Oh yeah) For you my life I'm plannin' 'Cause through the rain (No) (Yeah, yeah) Still my pretty young thing (Go on) She put it down She put the thang on
Its that Orangutan lookin' like a Crayola Nothin' but the sunshine, Soon as the day's over Roll'em up, In the town, We get down On the green and the purple, Never on
gunnin' for his competition Listen yo, we all be on that trivial don't change shit lame shit, Cypress is all about the Mary Jane shit (B-Real) No competition
bust on the spot She get around, she get around a lot From Paris to New York, and she come back She get around, she move around a lot Alright check it out, she bust on
alone and watches her dream on, dream on And the sister prays for lost souls, then breaks down in the chapel after everyone's gone Jane moves over
in Janey had a baby it wasn't any sin They were set to marry on a summer day Bobby got scared and he ran away Jane moved in with her ma out on Shawnee
