| Too many bong hits and not enough time
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| A couple vikadins and a bottle of wine
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| Two big titties and a dope ass beat
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| One blowjob and my days complete
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| I got a feeling itching for the flavor
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| I place a call to my next door neighbor
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| He’s got a grow room, in full bloom
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| He said drop by 'round half past noon
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| He’s got the tasters, samples the vapors
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| We get our head high like skyscrapers
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| I brought the papers and more party favors
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| Like Biz Markee said «Nothing can save ya»
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| My girls trippin im sippin red wine
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| she said that i dont ever spend enough time
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| We roll some kind, I press rewind
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| Hit that shit from the front and behind
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| You know the time, the crime rhyme sayer
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| a crooked politican soon im gunna be the mayor
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| I change the laws and this whole jurisdiction
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| And legalize weed come and sign the petition
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| A lodi-dodi, D-Loc came to party
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| I dont cause no troube, I dont bother nobody
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| Were just some Kings that rock on the mic
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| And when we rock up on the mic we rock the mic right
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| You blaze the weed then you down with the set yeah
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| We got the type of bud that make you forget yeah
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| The type of shit that make you wanna write a rap
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| Spit a flow go to bed and get some head up on the floor OOOOOOh
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| Hands up to this old school beat
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| Swayin back and forth from the West to the East
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| We get high yeah we drinkin our drinks
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| Got everybody buggin on the Kottonmouth Kings
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| And we a decade deep and we keep doin out thang
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| Gettin down to the boggy the boggy the bang bang
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| Gettin down to the boggy the boggy the bang
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| Its just and everyday thangs how we do the thang thang
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| Its just and everyday (day) thing around my way (way)
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| Yo what you say (Say) well pass me the hay (Hay)
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| See we dont play (Play) We smoke that bombay (bay)
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| That shit that make you carzy (Oh i got 'em carzy)
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| Around noon i like to get up fuck go back to bed
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| And at two i hit the snooze and get a little head
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| Around nine i get the wine and start sippin or red
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| The next day get up and do it all over again
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| Its just an everyday thing around these part
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| Catch me coolin in my yard with a joint puffin hard
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| and i always got a beer near, by, and close to hand
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| A proud king in his castle lookin over his land
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| Now understand whats good for me might not be right for yourself
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| See people pray i go to heaven others damn me to hell
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| But whats a playa suppose to do yo i can only be me And for this Kottonmouth king this is my everyday thing |