Rizla

Yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah 180, I drive it like a stoner Her calm can't tame me Mister Morgan's got me jaded You know I like to speak and act tough Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha But I still taste you on my tongue Maybe there's four or five Around you, out my mind (Yeah), hmm Maybe there's flashing lights Oh, help me escape myself, oh, oh, oh But you know I like to speak and act tough Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm Run for cover Red jacket this is thriller I know the flavor, uh Blue magic, you're my dealer You know I like to speak and act tough Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm Maybe there's four or five Around you, out my mind (Yeah), hmm Maybe there's flashing lights Oh, help me escape myself, oh, oh, oh But you know I like to speak and act tough Still jiggy with the rizla, rasta Keeping busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Taste you on my tongue Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Taste you on my tongue, baby Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Taste you on my tongue, baby Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Baby, baby, baby, oh no Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah, you know I like to speak up and act tough Rizla and rasta Cho-cha and cha-cha Taste you on my tongue