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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Pom-Poms
The Pom-Poms
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samuel Joseph Ray
Samuel Joseph Ray
Songwriter
Kathryn Beckwith
Kathryn Beckwith
Composer

Lyrics

Oh my god, it's literally the fucking Pom-Poms (Oh my god, Kitty) are you fucking kidding me with this shit? (That's a Ricky beat) I'm chilling in the candlelight With a couple hundred grams of supply You said you think we've got plans tonight And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right" I hear you on the phone But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit I really wanna go Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high High off a nice sativa Water in my eyes so I can barely see ya Haze got me looking at my feet for about a half an hour, but I got nowhere to be (Well, I guess I'll take off) take off to clear my head Got a free day, I'ma spend it Baking like I'm bread and flaking on my friends Now pretend that you're captain, ready to ascend Then lay back and relax, I'ma be your flight attendant Check it out, I recommend I think it's a hybrid, a pretty good blend Somehow I always hit it harder than intended Fly too far and I give myself the bends I'm chilling in the candlelight With a couple hundred grams of supply You said you think we've got plans tonight And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right" I hear you on the phone But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit I really wanna go Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high Check it out, I recommend I think it's a hybrid, a pretty good blend Somehow I always hit it harder than intended Fly too far and I give myself the bends Ooh, ahh, you guys I'm serious this time, I think I'm really 'bout to have a heart attack I really think it's serious This time I'm 'bout to have a heart attack, ooh I'm chilling in the candlelight With a couple hundred grams of supply You said you think we've got plans tonight And I forgot, but I'm like: "damn, you're right" I hear you on the phone But I'm about to land on another fuckin' planet, dammit I really wanna go Sorry, baby, I don't think I can 'cause I'm high High, ooh Sorry, baby, but I can't 'cause I got too high (Can't 'cause I got too high) Sorry, baby, but I can't 'cause I got too high (I got too high)
Writer(s): Kathryn Leigh Beckwith, Samuel Joseph Ray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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