as hell off the contact smoke They havin a smoke out in my back seat (yeah) They passin herb rewindin verses cause it's in the air I hit the parks, I
these, real G's, goin in, all stank everybody pullin out a bag of dank, shit in the air, so funky stank what the hell, might as well, smoke em all, we
shit that I'm on (Yeah) You prolly could have predicted I'm on (Yeah) My sense of judgment is a officially gone Up into the air all the smoke from the
or the paparazzi take on and already the county stop me i hit hella licks man hella stagin hit the weed man so you get in touch with mary jane you a scorpio
again. BUCCCOC! Please take me back home, (Hell yeah!) to Mississippi. Crooked letter, crooked letter, hump-back, hump-back, Afroman's the bomb, bump that! Please take me back home, (Hell
clothes are hella bummy Now you tell me who's the dummy? You're makin' noise I'm makin' fun of the face that's hella runny You's a fake (you's a fake
deep I got a four-o and more, I'm getting high and it's all on me Gangster'd out, no doubt, mobbing saying fuck it Still rolling hella deep with the homies
you talkin bout man man come on none of dats real right there hold on, hold on, hold on you know these girls be out here lying man (sighing) hello! hello
? He sent it by air-mail But the airplane - it got hijacked He won't stop terrorism, but he'll stop Matt Garvey, Michael, Jimmy from feeding hungry people Sally, Maria, Jane
