Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 11:30 PM , by - B6Release date: 31.10.2009
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 11:30 PM , by - B611:30 PM |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it |
| Crumble, Strumble, Pass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown |
| Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned |
| I’m wakin up in my bed, wakin with a sore head |
| Because I need to get my suitcase head down to stansted |
| Coz i’m going to amsterdam with old fred |
| In the netherlands smokin till the day that I’m dead |
| Skinnin' up a philly as I get off the plane |
| Makin me feel silly like I was 10 again |
| Take a puff, suck it in, feedin' your brain |
| A carrot shaped joint come shine or rain |
| Come again, and pass the roach clip |
| Toke it up smoke it up, every last bit |
| Yo, keepin it comin,' hit hit after hit |
| With your head in the sky and your shoes in shit |
| But do you care, when you smokin' the rare |
| With your brain flyin high on the road to nowhere |
| Put it in your pipe boy, don’t be scared |
| The grass is always greener over there |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it |
| Crumble, Strumble, Pass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown |
| Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it |
| Crumble, Strumble, Pass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown |
| Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned |
| Pass the menu, n check the best blow |
| Triple X, Thai or a white widow |
| Hawaiian, juanita or kgb |
| I can’t get enough no of the devil’s weed |
| Indian hay, cheeba, sativa |
| Mexican bud, singing ooh arriba |
| Suckin on a cone know i’m gettin nearer |
| So why buy when you can grow Madeira |
| Fry your brain, eat your shrooms |
| Coz tonight my friends your buds are going to bloom |
| So take your hats off, it’s the dutch master |
| Rollin too slow, let me make ya go faster |
| Get you in a haze, and you know it has ta |
| The angel of death, coz you’re rolling with rasta |
| Up into the attic, where’s ya billabong tank |
| Don’t let the blim get ya down, ready to spark |
| Until you’re boxed, but where do you wanna go |
| No dxm shit for you the best blo |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it |
| And crumble, Strumble, and ass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown |
| Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it |
| And crumble, Strumble, and ass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown |
| Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned… |
| Inhale to get stoned |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it |
| And crumble, Strumble, and ass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown |
| Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it, crumble, Strumble, ass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown, Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned. |
| Roll it, Poke it, Light it, Smoke it, crumble, Strumble, ass it, toke it |
| Roll some, Bong some, a bit of homegrown, Suck it, Bucket, Inhale to get stoned. |