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Kottonmouth Kings don't for a gang
Kottonmouth Kings let the nuts hang
Everyday thing how we hang, how we
Kottonmouth Kings do their own thing

This the of thing that we be doin' everyday
Didi dodi dodi didi dodi day
some room so these players can play
So we can on, play on

Now I woke up this morning and I about Hoss
Smoked a cigarette and I chucked my dirty
Threw on some Dickies and I grabbed my back
Slapped it down my waist and I let my hang
Beanie on my head just to cover up my
The night before got in a fight just cause I was
my sack of weed and I loaded up the bong
Took a rip held it in then I up a lung
some incense so I can cover up the smell
An thing that I live to tell
Pulled out my Black Flys, covered up my red
If copper pulls me over well its lies, lies, lies
copper, dirty copper, dirty copper

Now the stereo is on and the CD was
Insane Clown Posse talkin' chicken huntin'
Walked up to the fridge, it up and grabbed my brew
up the phone dialed my pimp and called the crew
Party on, over by river jetties
56Th so you know there'll be some betties
Pacific Highway takes me to my destination
Party baby, its a nightly occupation
out the pad, walked in the player's den
On the way a letter to my brother in the pen
a smile on your face from my smooth dub style
See you later alligator, a while crocodile

Now a new day dawned, lets get started
Hit the bong, a song, took a piss and farted
Dip my blue jeans in bleach and starches
Mobbin' OC we the golden arches
where you at?
Saint's over and he started to yack
Kicked out of Mickey D's we don't know how to act
Lets call up Kevin Zinger hook a forty
Now the night like DJ Quik
At least 3 parties we gotta hit
And if the cops show up were gonna start shit
Riot baby-Kottonmouth Klick
Punk music homegrown in OC
Adolescents, Style, DI and Social D
No Doubt, Agent now the PTB
The last of the dynasty
Now the skates in the sack hit the ditch
Broke up with my girlie cause the ho was a
Still boy that be puttin' it down
OC, P-Town

This the type of that we be doin' everyday
Didi dodi dodi didi dodi day
Make some so these players can play
So we can on play on

Brought the 77 nose V-dub Bug
Leaks oil but the (?)called it crazy (mug?)
Its a little but inside its all good
Got two 15's the hood
Well I was rollin' down Yorba Blvd
Got the neighborhoods bumpin', tainted
and weavin' down suburban streets
Till this one house started bitchin' at me
So I pulled the bug and I revved it up
First lit em up, then I backed it up
the curb, told her to kiss my ass
Gave her the bird, boned out on ass
on the mission to score a sack
77 Boned out passed the
Heard a horn honk it was full of
Ladies on my tip I'm so unique
Turn the bass and I tilted my lid
I'm used to jocked, I'm that P-Town kid
And you know I'm doin' that you wish you did
Dip goin' 30 around the corner I slid
Stopped at the school on my skate
4 Freaks showed up, one I use to
They broke out the and they got me stoned
Another day gone, so long, so

This the type of thing we be doin' everyday
Didi dodi dodi day
some room so these players can play
So we can on, play on

(We let them know?) that we smoke out everyday
Didi dodi dodi day
Bring a fat sack so the homies can
So we can blaze on, on

Didi dodi didi day
Didi didi dodi day
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