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Lirieke: Tha Joker. Other. Pot Head.


Rollin the celery blowin on evergreen
Big clouds they gray like the weather be
It's all that you smell on me herbal epiphany
I'm gettin fucked up, I might catch a felony
First Tuesday hopin my piss don't tell on me
Leave the p.o. office then it's back to my habitene?
Fly as pelicene excuse me a pelican
I lost my train of thought smokin there what you said
I'm blowin on that what you better wear on st patricks
Mix it with that liquor now a nigga really actin
High always like the taxes smoke my pain away now I'm happy

When I wake up in the mornin you know I gotta have it
My mama steady trippin say I got a bad habit
She call me addicted I can't go a day without it
I need my weed like a fiend need powder so please say

I'm a pot head [x8]

I'm medicated, homie I gotta have it
So lavish is how I be on that cabbage
Never in denial I admit that I'm an addict
Two sweets rolled I be by myself matchin
Feelin like I need it o-m-g I love it
Smellin like a big kush bud up in public
Swear to god I wish I could smoke every blunt that ya roll
I'm just a pothead mr. joker too cold
Pass it believe I got plenty ya'll
Bright green buds I'm breakin down tennis balls
Feelin like serena when I'm on that reefer
Light up my plane then I'm flyin through your speakers

When I wake up in the mornin you know I gotta have it
My mama steady trippin say I got a bad habit
She call me addicted I can't go a day without it
I need my weed like a fiend need powder so please say

I'm a pot head [x15]