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Kottonmouth Kings - All About the Weed lyrics
Watch these visions get burned like the thumb from my lighter the tighter we grow watch us blow and inspired throw more GAS on the fire kottonmouth kings elevate get higher it’s all about the weed ganja business runnin things in Cali Sore red eyes dont fuck with Ritcher when’s gettin high im sittin in my garage with an ounce of herb im feelin kicked to the curb but i want some more and thats my word its the d L o to the c my nickname Shakey but my homies call me D i jumped on my skate got some places to be i need to slang some weed to these dudes around 3 collect my loot then hit the studio call O’Keefe and a freak tell them meet me at the video and i joke so lets roll up some ganja put it in your pipe wrap it up and watch it fold ya i thought i told ya we all about the weed don’t ever fuck with Dloc he might put you to sleep from the Zinica trees he’ll have you dropped to your knees you better pipe down (yer done) cuz life ain’t what it seems kottonmouth kings runnin things holdin rallies puttin shit down representin southern cali it’s all about the weed my spirit is restless im nervous with ganja ganja business runnin things in Cali Sore red eyes i nurture the cause my effect is the sponsor dont fuck with ritcher when’s gettin high i’m the highest mutha fucka this side of the mississippi but i’m worldwide so now figure out what that means thats right i said it and i didn’t even sweat it so if you want the title you can try to come and get it i’ll guarantee you’ll regret it like swimin with sharks no cage, no wet suit, with fish tied to your arms no cut corners joints all im rollin is bombs like the ufc referee says Lets Get it ON You hope I'm wrong, but i tell ya im not Six days, fifty strains of only premium pot smoked so much in Amsterdam had the locals in shock cuz my bowl never stopped goin pop pop pop pop talk about hot boxed i was blind couldn’t see 2 feet in front or behind couldn’t even stand definitely couldn’t walk throwin out phat whistles cuz i couldn’t even talk i was elevated d-loc’s above faded the land of Heineken ?? ever dated ima tell you right now it couldn’t get no sicker the greatest smoker motherfuckin Johnny Richter it’s all about the weed my spirit is restless im nervous with ganja ganja business runnin things in Cali Sore red eyes ?? the cause my effect is the sponsor dont fuck with ritcher when’s gettin high Im a big spliff smoker from here to in the hills of Jamiaca with my bredrin sometimes i roll for kona and dloc twist and they hit it, it will never side burn you can’t roll, shut up, watch and learn lazy dread will tell ya cuz he rolls perfection and when we build a spliff its like construction six inch without a filter lookin like a Louisville slugger spliff contract as ? architect like Kona would say, Perfect you can go ahead and label me a pot snob but i’ll never give you up to ?any couple bowls home if anything im livin high on it Johnny Richter smokin steady only tokin on the chronic a major figure in the weed racket people droppin like flies cuz they can’t hack it lackin certain skills losin ? than mine usin up all my product no money when its time to pay me so now there’s trouble if pain came in a shot you about to get a double i hope you’re drunk so you don’t feel it shouldn’t have gone all out shouldn’t have said Deal With IT Cuz now its comin but im at home i heard your boys started rollin left you standin alone you know i didn’t want to but had to do it so the next one will know better than to screw the ?? and when you aint got the posion i said fuckin with my money is like fuckin with my emotions shoulda listened, ya shoulda listened i got your picture in the mail and at the top is says "MISSING" it’s all about the weed my spirit is restless im nervous with ganja ganja business runnin things in Cali Sore red eyes ?? the cause my effect is the sponsor dont fuck with ritcher when’s gettin high. |
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