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

Pack bowl
get stoned.
As we head on down the road. (As we head on 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.
With my from home im catching and rollin Z's.
Countin while im sleeping in my satin sheets.
Its a way from X in a double 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 open highway. A tough but I got to do it my way.
My is gone home so far away 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 worst part I thought I was a pack of mine.

Pack your pack your bowls. Pack your bowls pack your bowls.
As we head on down winding road. (As we head on down 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. Waking up everyday in the rollin bongs.
Big ones always keepin it hot ya the type to smoke out like some gun shots.
Put brain in a slipknot lifes slipknot have you stanidng on a rooftop rooftop rooftop.
A foot in the gas lean while im mashing 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.
Richters mind the can with a bud light in cans im getting loose I roll with my band.
And when im with my friend we getting out of hand, im on the way flicking us we never back again.

[D-Loc & x2]
We up indo out the window.
Show at the we go out for broke.
Rips like candle smoke candle.
Toke toke we roll 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 cannabis monsters chewing up lobsters how the hellik they caught us.
And oughta X to got frota pickin on coranas sippin on coladas.

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