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I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Folien Beschriftungen Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow
If you ask me how I'm living, my reply is 'I'm sold' Smoked out, without a doubt I keep a constant flow, of indo smoke pouring out my lungs And you can strip to find a stash on the tip of my tongue märchen frau holle Marijuana, running through my veins God's great gift comes in different strains From the mainland (purps?) all the way to big island Underground cultivation, yes I try to stay blasted From to sea to sea, and I've also been known to plant seed after seed Seven points on my flag when it's blowing in the wind Prop 215 so let the games begin Smoke as much as you want, Johnny Richter's everlastin pretty ballerinas When you packin' a sacks, (??) Your plants don't grow in that bud that be glowin For once you have to ask, all the people never knowin
I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow nick boost
Yo, I can barely breathe, I need to kick a verse The smoke's on my mind, and it's getting on my nerves Observe, don't wanna look at my lungs Shriveled like an old peach, pear, plum Nicotine, I'd rather smoke some green What does it take, and why do I fiend? If I conquer this kick, I'd be crowned king Missouri Foxtrotter Wasting my money, four bucks a pack Going out of my way for some dirt sticks at that It's gettin to be crap, I'm all up out of wack But I'm rowdy, I need to buy a patch The dirty little camel is makin' me weeze Go around to the castle where there's bongs and weed I need to take a shit, got no time to think There's a zong by the toilet, and some bud on the sink Some bud on the sink, some bud on the sink
I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow
I knew a real stoner named D-Loc Never went to sleep, smoked weed till the sun broke Up all night with his pipe, puffin' indo Evaporated herb, like (delapidating?) ozone Sack after sack, after sack, now he's flat broke About to get faded, take a toke, while the tape rolls Kottonmouth Kings write rhymes on hemp stones Daddy X don't smoke, and (??) Save the best of the best, when pack it in the vest You know the THC content you will never guess Unless you invest, we can put it to the test There's no stress for the cess, we all about the next guest (??), now our minds spun, We in a whole new place, lowered the lights Bud stickin, laced, fruit taste, sticky Nothing but dank, number one rank No need to rush, sippin' buds by the crops Those little red rocks in the hydroponic box To keep the plants kissin, we got a drip system Electronical device, liquid dice (??) to the fullest and beautiful kolas One puff, you clueless, to all you rookie smokers (??) was stun, relation was won We love to see our plants looki' pretty in the sun
I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow
