I smoke on a regular basis,sometimes with ole
friends,sometimes with new faces. Times have
changed, It seems like everyone me, gettin high
now days,and the weed is much much better then it
was, Back in tha days, when we used to get buzz,as
I sit and reminess,some days go by. thinkin of all
the places that I got high. Girls rollin with me,
Rubbin on me. You used designer dress manufactured
over seas.Timmity well remain LSD. But whos
resoncible for this poe TAC.(Fuck what you
heard,don't be the same,if the canapus. Don't get
you high, then give you back a brake, Spread your
wings and fly away. Just one toke of that indo
smoke,let tha clouds take you away.) "whisper"
(big boys don't cry,big boys get high) "whisper"
(big boys don't cry,big boys get high) All them
stories, about dead brain cells bore me, as I
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/Warspeak somebodys trying to skuffle me.I love the
kid,I hate the morning,as I wink my eyes. Spread
your wings like a butterfly we take flight.We
smoke dro stinky out drow,smoke hash. And all my
next doors stash. Stack cash,big baller put your
money down,we only smoke al green, don't touch
Bobby brown,bounce off padded walls,shoot out in
tha halls,came in walking,when you leave,man your
going to crawling.Mudijuna stonena,a pot head all
pumped up,we smoked up,a half an ounce, Now I'm
all fucked up!(Fuck what you heard,don't be the
same, if the canapus don't get you high, give your
back a break,spread your wings and fly away,Just
one toke of that indo smoke let the clouds take
you away)"whisper" (big boys don't cry,big boys
get high)"whisper" big boys don't cry.