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Let me you story about. How some good old boys do it

Pack your
get stoned.
As we on down the road. (As we head on down the road.)

Now please come and a journey throuhg life.
The experience what its like for 13 weeks.
On a loungin in my bottom bucks yeah.
my pillow from home im catching and rollin Z's.
Countin while im sleeping in my satin sheets.
Its a long way X in a double feak.
I spend my day up and down invisible streets.
Smoking weed the kings its a hella good thing.

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I spent a lifeitme on the open highway. A choice but I got to do it my way.
My voice is gone home so far no day off for another 8 days.
Im passed exhaustion I havent slept for a week. My trippin and we gettin searched by the heat.
On top of that my merks guy rips this blind part I thought I was a pack of mine.

Pack your bowls pack your bowls. Pack your pack your bowls.
As we head on down this winding road. (As we on down the road).
Pack your lets get stoned. (Ah lets get stoned lets get stoned.)
As we head on the road. (As we head on down the road.)

Yeah you know im always getting stoned. up everyday in the morning rollin bongs.
Big ones always keepin it hot ya know the type to out like some gun shots.
Put your brain in a slipknot lifes slipknot have you stanidng on a rooftop rooftop.
A foot in the gas lean back while im why its up throw em up roll em up things I last.

Ha ha ha my lifes kinda funny man. Been everywhere can out from michigan.
I heads spinning yo I think I need a cat scan. We so much weed on the cap-i-tan.
Richters mind the can with a bud light in cans im loose when I roll with my band.
And when im with my friend we getting out of hand, im on the wrong way flicking us we never again.

[D-Loc & x2]
We smoke up out the window.
at the show we go out for broke.
Rips like candle like candle.
Toke after we roll down the road yo.

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Back on the road we write in the of things.
Dippin, Dodging, through different scenes.
Different counties, cities, and somebody call a doctor this crew is so sick!
We the king klick cannabis monsters chewing up lobsters how the they caught us.
And they oughta X to got frota on coranas sippin on coladas.

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