Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song High Times , by - Black Moon. Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
High Times |
| All you Toucan Sams follow your noses |
| Fuck around let’s smoke some shit and die chokin' |
| Eyes still wide open |
| So I gotta close’em a little (what's that?) |
| Smoke on the doja a little |
| Hit Cali where that bomb bright green is lurkin' |
| But not so much and my head start hurtin' (damn!) |
| Pencil in my lead stop workin' |
| Never thought I’d get this high |
| But I’m not certain |
| So I roll another spliff |
| And I… hit licks… now I’m… |
| Nice & Smooth like Greg and I… |
| Ayyo this weed is bullshit |
| Feel like I’m decked in the grill |
| I shoulda chewed a Ecstasy pill with Stephanie Mills |
| White broads, mushrooms out in Beverly Hills |
| High post' gettin' had in the 'Ville |
| Yo, I’m on some iron Mik Tyson Zoloft |
| Bustin' her toes off |
| Cop three plus some trees |
| How much do those cost |
| Cop a brick of some shit |
| That’ll blow your fuckin' nose off |
| Sean Price a drug showoff, yo |