Verse 1:
Rollin’ my home grown, Smokin’ a big bone
Look at that ganja- covered with oil
Using my tweezers, Got pot in the freezer
Made a new pipe out of aluminum foil
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Wastin’ away again in Marijuanaville
Searchin’ for my roach clip on a rope--- On a rope, on a rope, on a rope…
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Some people claim that there’s a wom-an to blame
But I know, that it’s all this damn dope
Verse 2:
Don’t know the reason, Stayed here all season
Maybe that last stick was a way bit too stong
But I got a real beauty, A Columbian doobie
And soon ill be up on my way along
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Verse 3:
I blew out my bong pipe, Ran out of bud light
But I found some sash I had hidden at home
Put in into a blender, And soon it will render
These little fudge brownies that help me get stoned
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