Lyrics to Deep Ass Shit (You'll Get It When You're High)
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Tried it at a party and it was my thing
Paranoid, self-conscious, this is my thing
Greed-heads and weed-heads
Self-anointing street cred
Emaciated fools look at us and note that we fed
How we do it?
It's a lifestyle
Rap songs about weed
Yo that's tight wild
Dude's so green he look like Nickelodean gat
I'm in a Cineplex Odeon, burning in the back
Listening to Burning Spear
Taking trips to Burning Man
Told my dude I'd call him back
When I'm done with burning, man
Productive reading, the script to Burn After Reading
You say it's addictive,
I say that's misleading
Lampin in the basement, lamps for cross-breeding
Not a day job
Older, quarter and feed them
Half gooey
My uncle's an Afghan
Light skinned Hindu, dude a real man's man
Yeah he grow that gan-gan right next to the poppies
Papi, I caught whiff and quick to try to copy
I'm - shit, that mean you can't copy
Then I broke bread, ate my lamb mad sloppily
Eyes slanted cause the Afghan goo
Afghan goo for Himanshu
Half gooey, ooey-ooey-ooey
Ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey
Kool A.D:
Half gooey, ooey-ooey-ooey
I was finna go out, and then I watched two movies
Now I'm... feeling pretty groovy
Probably finna grab a snack like Scooby
Woooow, heh,
This is silly dumb shit
Is it really one hit?
Now my mouth drier than a nun's tit
Ah, dogonnit
Those two zooty motherfuckers done done it
Half gooey, ooey-ooey-ooey
Sticky-icky-icky
Vicky-Vicky-Vicky
V-A-Z-Q-U-E-Z
Believe me,
I make these stupid-ass raps look easy
Yeeeah... weed, marijuana, cannabis, pot
I like to smoke pot, cheeba, weed
Oh wait, I already said weed
Shoutout to my girl Marisol
She love weed
Heh...
Alright, see you guys laater
And I'm out
(Ey yo what happened to peace?)
Peace!
Tried it at a party and it was my thing
Paranoid, self-conscious, this is my thing
Greed-heads and weed-heads
Self-anointing street cred
Emaciated fools look at us and note that we fed
How we do it?
It's a lifestyle
Rap songs about weed
Yo that's tight wild
Dude's so green he look like Nickelodean gat
I'm in a Cineplex Odeon, burning in the back
Listening to Burning Spear
Taking trips to Burning Man
Told my dude I'd call him back
When I'm done with burning, man
Productive reading, the script to Burn After Reading
You say it's addictive,
I say that's misleading
Lampin in the basement, lamps for cross-breeding
Not a day job
Older, quarter and feed them
Half gooey
My uncle's an Afghan
Light skinned Hindu, dude a real man's man
Yeah he grow that gan-gan right next to the poppies
Papi, I caught whiff and quick to try to copy
I'm - shit, that mean you can't copy
Then I broke bread, ate my lamb mad sloppily
Eyes slanted cause the Afghan goo
Afghan goo for Himanshu
Half gooey, ooey-ooey-ooey
Ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey-ooey
Kool A.D:
Half gooey, ooey-ooey-ooey
I was finna go out, and then I watched two movies
Now I'm... feeling pretty groovy
Probably finna grab a snack like Scooby
Woooow, heh,
This is silly dumb shit
Is it really one hit?
Now my mouth drier than a nun's tit
Ah, dogonnit
Those two zooty motherfuckers done done it
Half gooey, ooey-ooey-ooey
Sticky-icky-icky
Vicky-Vicky-Vicky
V-A-Z-Q-U-E-Z
Believe me,
I make these stupid-ass raps look easy
Yeeeah... weed, marijuana, cannabis, pot
I like to smoke pot, cheeba, weed
Oh wait, I already said weed
Shoutout to my girl Marisol
She love weed
Heh...
Alright, see you guys laater
And I'm out
(Ey yo what happened to peace?)
Peace!
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