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

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

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

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

Pack your bowls pack bowls. Pack your bowls pack your bowls.
As we head on down this road. (As we head on down the road).
your bowl 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. Waking up everyday in the morning bongs.
Big ones always keepin it hot ya know the type to smoke out 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 man. Been everywhere smoke can out from michigan.
I heads spinning yo I think I need a cat scan. We smoking so weed on the cap-i-tan.
Richters mind the can with a bud light in cans im getting loose when I roll my band.
And when im with my friend we out of hand, im on the wrong way flicking us we never back again.

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

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

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