Listen to Twist Again (La La La) by Chris Webby

Twist Again (La La La)

Chris Webby

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

See We been on that La La La since '08 Combine strains and taste Lebron james of vaping Volcano blazing bongs with no breaks Edibles on plates till I'm beyond baked And I be on and it indica got me gone Got that wax that you can't feel your body on (yeah) Yeah, that shit that you moving slow is a zombie on High as a cosmonaut never gon' catch me not smoking The best hit my chest and I take the whole rip Fuck a 20 bag. I'll take the whole zip Even if the federal government oppose it I say fuck it and grab another nugget and puff it in public Weed naps on my back like a Snorlax Highest alien bouncing off of the ceiling I need it up in my system the minute that I record that Loud packed in a Raw wrap Yeah Let's twist again Like we did last summer Let's twist again Until we all get high, yeah I still remember when "I got the weed mans number" So let's twist again Until we learn to fly, yeah Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) Still rollin' to the diner with my half off coupon Bacon grilled cheese and you know I get my soup on Still up on that Jimmy Neutron Got the boost on in my spaceship Lean back in a futon, whoa Even when I'm seeing the cops I chief pot whether they gon' make it legal or not 'Cause see I smoke for recreation before it was recreational Take a pull Now the euphoria is undebatable And my terpene so aromatic, yeah You can smell it from my parents attic to the basement Till they say: Chris, light an incense, or use some of that spray shit, fuck I can't take this For Christ sake you're 28, give me a break Alright mom Then I go back to getting baked Higher than Towelie up on a balcony And smoking hourly and burning the Sour D like a calorie Let's twist again Like we did last summer Let's twist again Until we all get high, yeah I still remember when "I got the weed mans number" So lets twist again Until we learn to fly, yeah Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) When that wax pen is in action And the smoke fill the room like Mad Men With those hash blends I'm like Captain Kirk When I get the purp I am blasting off Till I'm lost in the stars (yeah) Never come down Light my blunts with the sun now Snuffing out the bud like a blood hound I'm chemically imbalanced roll a doobie and I puff now So I'm saying: Who got the lighter? Who got the lighter? Say: Who got the lighter? Who got the lighter? Yeah, who got the lighter? Who got the lighter? No, for real, who got my fuckin' lighter I need that fire from the Bic just to calm me And the chronic goes so strong Hoodie smelling like it's Snoop Doggs Laundry Twist like Chubby Checker There's nothing better on Gods green Roll the palm trees And I'm gone Peace Let's twist again Like we did last summer Let's twist again Until we all get high, yeah I still remember when "I got the weed mans number" So lets' twist again Until we learn to fly, yeah Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) Let's twist again (la la la la la) (Let's twist again) (La la la) (La la la) (La la la) (La la la) (La la la) (La la la) (La la la) (La la la)
Writer(s): Benjamin Gabriel Shapiro, Julian Ross Santos, Christian Webster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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