Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Marijuana Thoughts, artist - Belly. Album song Sleepless Nights 1.5, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMI Label Services
Song language: English
Marijuana Thoughts |
I’m not even here right now, |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now. |
I don’t wanna chill, I don’t wanna talk |
Champagne dreams, marijuana thoughts |
You might’ve found me, but I’m still lost |
And when ya dis' high, ya mind take off |
I’m not even here right now, |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
Champagne fountains, marijuana mountains |
Patron got everybody in this motha fucka bouncin |
Got a bunch bitches dancin on the couches |
All I need is more and they say all I need is councellin |
Kush aroma on every outfit, |
Hundred dollar blunts put my money where my mouth is |
And I break down pounds forget ounces |
I don’t even count em just countin on my accountant |
I can’t even think, Id rather take a shot |
But I can’t even see the drink, it’s hard for me to blink |
I think I disappeared right now |
Ya see me but I’m not even here right now |
I don’t wanna chill, I don’t wanna talk |
Champagne dreams, marijuana thoughts |
You might’ve found me, but I’m still lost |
And when ya dis' high, ya mind take off |
I’m not even here right now, |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
I’m always in some shit I wasn’t meant to be in |
They shouldve know I would eventually win |
You can hold onto your man I wasn’t meant to be him |
But if you need more than a checkup I could pencil you in |
But then again |
Sit down and try to understand the mind |
I’m fly cause if you miss the flight then you’ll be standin by |
I apologize, I’m too high, I can’t comply |
I’m not here the sky is my alliby |
I’m drunk ramblin mumblin verbs, babblin, talkin my mind |
Scrabblin, scramblin for words, rappin and makin it work |
Accidents always occur, half of the shit that you heard |
Happens with liquor and herb |
I don’t wanna chill, I don’t wanna talk, |
Champagne dreams, marijuana thoughts |
You might’ve found me, but I’m still lost |
And when ya dis' high, ya mind take off |
I’m not even here right now, |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |
I’m not even, I’m not even here right now |