said Colt 45 and 2 Zig Zags...
Baby, that's all we need.
We can go to the park, after dark;
And smoke that tumble weed.
As the marijuana burns, we can take our turn,
Singing them dirty rap songs.
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong.
And send our tapes from here to Hong Kong.
So roll, roll, roll my joint.
Pick out the seeds and stems.
Feelin' high as hell, flying through Palmdale.
Skating on Dayton rims.
So roll, roll the 83,
Caddilac Coupe DeVille
If my tapes and my Cds just don't sail, bet my Caddy will.
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