Mar 09, 2006 00:44
come to the conclusion
if this is my life
then fuck it
i can live with with this
so im gonna sit back
have a drink or two
listen to some tunes
and try to push those thoughts
out my mind
all i need is colt 45 and two zigzags baby thats all we need
we can go to the park, after dark
smoke that tumbleweed
and as the marijuana burn we can take our turn
singin' them dirty rap songs
stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong
and sell tapes from here to hong kong
so roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems
Feeling high as hell flyin' through palmdale
skatin' on jagged rims
so roll, roll, the '83 cadilaac coupe deville
if my tapes and my cds just don't sell, I bet my caddy will