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King Prawn
King Prawn
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Al-Farabi Muhammad Rumjen
Al-Farabi Muhammad Rumjen
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Nicholas Maurice Smith
Nicholas Maurice Smith
Songwriter
Roger Manfred Hands
Roger Manfred Hands
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Babar Luck
Babar Luck
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Lyrics

Mr devil He's kinda heavy metal When he flips that switch With his foot on the pedal Getting menstrual And kind of uptight So he kicks back and attacks With a rizla or a pipe Huffing & puffing Now things don't seem quite the same With that T.H.C Running through his veins All his troubles Going up in smoke Hey wake up man Don't you bogart that joint And pass it on To the chemical doctor Hawk-like look And barbadian stupor Crack hut fiends And dreams of paradise He takes his chances With the roll of the dice His decision In a land of prohibition You can mass debate Waste your breath on a solution So realizeillegal or legit The whole world's still gonna take a hit Smoke some shit We wanna smoke some shit Marijuana's the real hit We got to smoke some shit We wanna smoke some shit We've gotta smoke some shit Marijuana's the real hit We got to smoke some shit Introducing mr slugboye The moniker he employs As a decoy And committed to the green The brown And the black No foreign frontier Can hold him back To all you french douane Keep searching for the evidence Cos you got more chance Of finding commie U.S presidents Your hounds on his balls Or thereabouts That's the first time They be inna dog bitch mouth Luck is his name Smoking weed is his game Put the whole bag in now Don't you ever complain Waking up to the papers Of the rolling kind First thing in the morning Chinese eyed Smoke some shit We wanna smoke some shit Marijuana's the real hit We got to smoke some shit We wanna smoke some shit We've gotta smoke some shit Marijuana's the real hit We got to smoke some shit So let no man curse The paraphernalia in this verse Never mind our affairs Deal with your shit first And take this advice from the alvis... And it's a 1 for the honey And 2 for the weed... etc... etc When i'm home alone Unplug the fridge and the phone Fire up a biftah And enter the zone With some skunk Scored from a part time dealer Who's selling to his mates For bit of free reefer So kick back and relax And enjoy our favorite tipple Suck on it now Like a baby on a nipple Chill out to this jam Or get up and dance Cos all we're saying's Give weed a chance Smoke some shit We wanna smoke some shit Marijuana's the real hit We got to smoke some shit We wanna smoke some shit We've gotta smoke some shit Marijuana's the real hit We got to smoke some shit We wanna smoke some shit We've gotta smoke some shit Marijuana's the real hit We got to smoke some shit x3
Writer(s): Babar Luck, Nicholas Smith, Roger Hands, Al-farabi Rumjen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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