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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 on down the road.)

Now please come and take a journey life.
The experience what its like for 13 weeks.
On a loungin in my bottom bucks yeah.
With my pillow from home im and rollin Z's.
Countin sheep im sleeping in my satin sheets.
Its a long way from X in a 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 home so far no day off for another 8 days.
Im passed exhaustion I havent for a week. My girls trippin 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 bowls pack your bowls. Pack your bowls pack your bowls.
As we head on this winding road. (As we head on down the road).
Pack your bowl lets get stoned. (Ah get stoned lets get stoned.)
As we head on the road. (As we head on down the road.)

Yeah you know im getting stoned. Waking up everyday in the morning rollin bongs.
Big always keepin it hot ya know the type to smoke out like some gun shots.
Put your brain in a lifes slipknot have you stanidng on a rooftop rooftop rooftop.
A in the gas lean back while im mashing 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 so much weed on the cap-i-tan.
Richters mind the can a bud light in cans im getting loose when 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.
at the show we go out for broke.
Rips like smoke like candle.
Toke after toke we roll the road yo.

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Back on the road we in the thick of things.
Dippin, Dodging, through different scenes.
Different counties, cities, and districts somebody a doctor this crew is so sick!
We the king klick 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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