| Silly motherfucking white boy
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| We get stoned
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| Silly up in this night
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| So all y’all who ain’t in the joint
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| Smoking that blunt after that bong stiffy
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| Cuz we get stoned silly
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Puff it, pass it
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| We came to burn it down
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| Pick it, pack it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| We came to burn it down
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| Yeah
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| Wicket da wicket da bomb bomb
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| Wicket da wicket da brain bomb
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| Wicket da wicket da what’s wrong
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| Bitch you wanna battle me bong for bong
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| And put your home crown on, hahaha
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| You better get a better idea for what I came for
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| Don’t act like the motherfucker with game on and the big blunt
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| And a fat bag trying everything to aim for
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| It sagging my pants you never mentioned a smoke session
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| І really rip another but I gotta role one
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| Sodomy help me plus I gotta grow one
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| Run a dun dun da dun dun
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| Da burry the sound of my engines as the hum
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| Hum to get some
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| Just don’t rip it again it’s stoned silly y’all
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Puff it, pass it
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| We came to burn it down
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| Pick it, pack it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| We came to burn it down
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| You got enough smoke and I’m bringing it down
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| Pass it to me, I’m straight from my crown
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| Smelling the bomb, bringing the boom
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| Pass it around, stay in the room
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| Smoking a pitch, hanging a bitch
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| Packing the shit, smoking a rip
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| Making 'em laugh of cali jokes
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| My favorite grip is under my roach
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| I’m back in the crongs to get in my songs
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| Stuff it or smash under my bong
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| Making 'em laugh and making 'em cry
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| Making 'em bounce off westside
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| This is the shit, I’m making 'em bang
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| Motherfucker you know who it is
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| Yeah they call me D-Loc
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| I’m from the Kottonmouth Kings
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| Kottonmouth Kings
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| Ain’t nobody smashing like we do
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| Smoke these fools
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| So you think you can smoke with the big dawgs
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| Piss in the high grass jump with the leap frogs
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| Chop logs were lumberjacks without saws
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| Stepped in the underguard with G strings and glass jars
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| Silly rabbit trix are for street corners
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| Hiding from vice squads, kings are the warlords
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| Over seas of granddaddy kush bongs
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| Lortex glass bongs my inner freedom song
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Puff it, pass it
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| We came to burn it down
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| Pick it, pack it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| We came to burn it down
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| We get stoned silly tonight
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| B-Nites, you’re a fool for this beat
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| Aye Johnny Richter
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| Step up to the microphone
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| And smoke this track like a stoned motherfuckin white boy
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| I’m stoned silly like a hillbilly
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| Drunk off the moonshine
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| Smoking on ounces fuckin dimes
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| We like wha wha wha whatcha want?
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| Wha wha wha whatcha smoke?
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| What wha wha wha whatcha grow?
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| Wha wha wha whatcha coming to me for?
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| It’s because you know
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| Johnny Richter always on it
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| And I always got got got got got it the super sonic
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| Just super sonic
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| That make you feel bionic
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| Five million dollar makes a track
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| Catch me if you can
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Puff it, pass it
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| We came to burn it down
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| Pick it, pack it
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| Let’s all get stoned silly
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| Roll it, smoke it
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| We came to burn it down |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stoned Silly , by - Kottonmouth Kings. Song from the album Sunrise Sessions, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп