Chase Murphy - Marianne Lyrics

Yeah
She say she ain't never smoked before
Crack the window, close the door
Let's go blow the Marianne and migrate out this universe (Yeah)
This cherry be your fruit to burst
My fingers in your mini skirt
Your mama's silver earrings with them stones bigger than Jupiter

A bad one
Coochie like she Ashton
Family's Aston Martin, popping bottles like a cap gun (Pop)
Blisters on my fingertips, I smoke it 'til the ash done
Purple in my diaphragm, I'm smoking 'til my last lung
Yeah

Golden
Boy
This blunt fill a void
We gon' have them conversations you love to avoid

('Cause we gon talk about your parents)
What happened to their marriage
And all the reasons why I reach a perfect understandin'

And I know baby, you lose
Sometimes you cannot manage
But dreams been coming true for me, I'm glad that I withstanded
We headed to the moon
This rocket hasn't landed
But maybe when it do, we gon' be on another planet smokin' Mary like

And I told ya, I'm posted
Come over, this home for the night
Girl hollup'
We roll up
Blow doja
Come closer tonight

And I told ya, I'm posted
Come over, this home for the night
Girl hollup'
We roll up
Blow doja
Come closer tonight

And would you break down that blunt some more
So I don't feel so numb no more
I never see that in your eyes no more
Tonight

I got whatever you prefer, a paper or a blunt to burn
Come escape the drama, got your mama on your cellular
Your battery on red alert
In love with summer's temperature
Demons on your heels but you drop money on those pedicures

My god, sugar looking fly
Ma' roll up that honey with that sour cherry pie
I could French and blow the ghost
Use that tongue and open wide
No seeds or stems, my baby
You the apple of my eye

She gon' blast my tunes, in her brand new ride
With me smoking that boof right in her passenger side
And when we pull up to the crib, she take me inside
She gon' hit the lights and ease the stress on my mind

I treat that head like surprise
It's only right I oblige
I hit that blunt, blow that ghost
Oh mami, go smoke that mirage

I got a stash set aside
You got that look in your eyes
But never satisfied without the dick in your thighs
So if you coming tonight...

And I told ya, I'm posted
Come over, this home for the night
Girl hollup'
We roll up
Blow doja
Come closer tonight

And I told ya, I'm posted
Come over, this home for the night
Girl hollup'
We roll up
Blow doja
Come closer tonight

And would you break down that blunt some more
So I don't feel so numb no more
I never see that in your eyes no more (Oh)
Tonight