| Whats up everybody, is your boy Johnny Rictcher
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| The same mother fucker you’ll be seeing in pictures
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| With a bong, a joint, a pipe, or a big bag
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| The crickedy cronic that I always seam to have
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| Yes I, always seem to have a little som’em som’em
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| And I, always got the pot that keeps the people com’in
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| And you, you know can’t repeat the words?
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| So I, just sit back, relax, an get high with the women
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| Blowin tokes while getting blown, nottin the flow
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| Johnny Ritcher, plus a ho, plus a bag of enduo, Oooooooooooooo…
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| And thats the shit that people wants to dream about
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| Makes you want to scream and shout
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| The words that once came out your mouth
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| Damn baby, you need to relax on that thing
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| Treat that thing like a nice glass peice
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| ? |
| (get your high on)
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| Fire up the vaperizer
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| Go clean out that bong (get your high on)
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| Higher than Babylon (get your high on)
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| Speek to your massier (?)
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| Come along hit the bong (get your high on)
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| Simon says…
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| Shut the fuck up if you anit got no weed
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| You better back the fuck up if you got sticks and seed
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| D double dash? |
| say I got the bombest
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| Everybody claiming that the B.C. |
| is cronic
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| Why, do you always smoke when you know you buds dawgen (?)
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| I smoke that purple cush, green crack, lemon super silver haze
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| So now, you know what the fuck I mean when I say canja (canja) canja
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| Not a day go by, red eyed, dont ask why
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| Tonights the night for me to let smoke fly
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| If your down for the crown everybody get high
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| ? |
| (get your high on)
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| Fire up the vaperizer
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| Go clean out that bong (get your high on)
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| Higher than Babylon (get your high on)
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| Speek to your massier (?)
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| Come along hit the bong (get your high on)
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| (Stoned, lets get stoned) (Stoned, lets get stoned)
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| I wanna get stoned now, releive my stress level
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| Decompress, elevate like a soul rebel (?)
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| Expand my mind, let my sensers (?) run free
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| Losse track of time, let time grab a hold of me
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| I’m uplifted, my spirits risin
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| I’m on couch-lock this ain’t suprisin
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| I got the munchies seein new horizens
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| Eyes goin south bond now were vaporizen
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| I smoke a Dutch, Dragon, Magic Bud, Skunk-one
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| Purple Haze, Donkey Dick, Hinduo, Cush, Chocolate Chump
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| Cotton Candy, White Widow, Cali Mist, and Bubble Gum
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| Blue Berry, Mothers Finest, making pease with everyone
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| And just think, this nights just begun. |
| haha get your high on
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| ? |
| (get your high on)
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| Fire up the vaperizer
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| Go clean out that bong (get your high on)
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| Higher than Babylon (get your high on)
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| Speek to your massier (?)
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| Come along hit the bong (get your high on)
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| Fire up the vaperizer
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| Who wants to get their high on
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| Come along hit the bong
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| I wanna get stoned now |