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

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

Now please and take a journey throuhg life.
The experience from its like for 13 weeks.
On a loungin in my bottom bucks yeah.
my pillow from home im catching and rollin Z's.
Countin sheep im sleeping in my satin sheets.
Its a way from X in a double feak.
I spend my day walking up and down streets.
Smoking weed with the kings its a hella 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 so far away no day off for another 8 days.
Im passed exhaustion I havent slept for a week. My girls trippin and we 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 bowls. Pack your bowls pack your bowls.
As we head on down this winding road. (As we head on the road).
your bowl lets get stoned. (Ah lets get stoned lets get stoned.)
As we head on down the road. (As we head on 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 smoke out like gun shots.
Put your brain in a slipknot lifes have you stanidng on a rooftop 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. everywhere smoke can out from michigan.
I heads spinning yo I think I need a cat scan. We smoking so much on the cap-i-tan.
mind the can with a bud light in cans im getting loose when I roll with my band.
And when im my friend we getting out of hand, im on the wrong way flicking us we never back again.

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We up indo out the window.
Show at the we go out for broke.
Rips candle smoke like candle.
Toke after toke we down the road yo.

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

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