The Weed Song

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By Kyle

Break it up, break it down, hit that shit, hold it in, spark it up, take a puff, pass it to a friend, smoke it up, its out, gotta roll another one, fuck a joint, smoke a blunt, got trees every month, throw the roach in the bong, smoke it up, all day long, pack a bowl, smoke it all, every day, on the ball, no way to get by, gotta go and get high, its what i do every night, damn this shit is OUTTA SIGHT! roll roll roll a blunt, light it at the end, puff puff thats enough, pass it to a friend. (x2) ganja, kush, mary jane, bush, dro, reggie, bomb, fifty, trees, herb, green, purp, this shit'll have you coughin, this shit'll make your fuckin throat hurt! tokin on that reefer, my dealer's a keeper, this shit had me trippin like Scotty muthafuckin Pippin, spiders crawlin allover my shirt, get high, fall asleep, wake up still high, waste of money, high as a kite, everything is funny when im high, that shit had me rollin all night! sex, drugs, rock-n-roll, speed, weed, and birth-controll, lifes a bitch and then you die, so fuck the world and lets get high, and if at first you dont succeed, then find a friend with better weed, come on over, GET HIGH WITH ME!

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November 19, 2009 03:56sweetNsour

funny- i don't smoke but i have seen a few "weed head" you write wonderfully. keep it up-the writing that is lol