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

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

Now please and take a journey throuhg life.
The from what its like for 13 weeks.
On a loungin in my bottom bucks yeah.
With my pillow from im catching and rollin Z's.
Countin sheep while im sleeping in my sheets.
Its a way from X in a double feak.
I spend my day walking up and invisible streets.
Smoking weed with the kings its a 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 so far away 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 part I thought I was a pack of mine.

Pack your bowls your 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. Waking up everyday in the rollin bongs.
Big always keepin it hot ya know the type to smoke out like some gun shots.
Put your brain in a slipknot lifes slipknot have you on a rooftop rooftop rooftop.
A foot in the gas lean back while im mashing why its up em up roll em up things I last.

Ha ha ha my lifes kinda funny man. Been 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 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 back again.

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

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