Kottonmouth Kings - Roll It Up Lyrics
Roll it up then, confrontationSmoke it up then, heal the nationRoll it up then, burn the ganjaI need to pass the roach because its burning my handLet me take you on a trip, deep where I ventureWith the p-town ballers in the city of placentiaWhat we gonna do? fool I though you knewWere gonna fishbowl this ***** and roll the avenueMan Im barkin, park so we can get this sparked andWell score a fat sack and there wont be no more thenWell make a right turn, the shefll burnBreak out the two-four and put the bowl on turnWe need to hurry up because my highs straight escapinWe need a sixty roll because this bowl Im sick of scrapinWere gettin low on herb, I found a twenty on the curbI got about a fifty, so loc whats the word?Its some herb, we bout to blaze it (thats what Im sayin),Well score a fat sack and smoke till were hazinNever perpetrate me because we just got liftedSaint call some freaks ,why me, cuz youre giftedRoll it up then, confrontationSmoke it up then, heal the nationRoll it up then, burn the ganjaI need to pass the roach because its burning my handSaint we got low cuz we smoked all our doughThat shit was straight legit when I hit it I almost chokedMan he broke, and too bad we aint no jokeTwo hits and pass that, man I want another roachThe sad oversoked man I want some moThat shit got me tipsy I almost fell out the doorLet me say times cuz that sucker livinShake in my somthin that fools start trippinWhats a man to do when the avenues of life comes crashin down?It makes me think twice, with the j out your handYou aint nothin but a rookieTryin to drop science but your mind is playin hookyPay attention loc, I only speak the truthSing along with the song sendin out to the youth:Roll a man a joint and hell smoke for a nightTeach him how to roll and hell smoke for lifeRoll a man a joint and hell smoke for a nightTeach him how to roll and hell smoke for lifeRoll it up then, confrontationSmoke it up then, heal the nationRoll it up then, burn the ganjaI need to pass the roach because its burning my handMan Im gettin stressed, I need to hit the cessI need to get some herb so I can calm my nervesLets get some sinsemilla, its twenty a quarterNaw lets get some kind bud its willin to float yaNow check it out I get a twenty from my girlI get a quarter bag of the ? shwag that makes you hurlLook what I got I just got my double chamberWe smoke it with a double, its clipped, prepare for dangerAnd if a stranger wants to get a taste of itHe can take a hit and trip and pay me for my ripI try to have two sacks in case one gets lonelyTheres a sign on my door that says bud smokers onlyBud smokers only, bud smokers onlyTheres a sign on my door that says bud smokers onlyMan Im gettin hungry we need to get some foodMan I need some chronic to get me in the moodWell hold up, my pager is blowin upYeah thats x-daddy, looks like well be rollin upRoll it up thenSmoke it up thenRoll it up then
