Текст песни Kottonmouth Kings - First Class
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It`s time to smoke..Chorus: Kottomouth KingsBlaze All Day, Every DayEach Way, The Right WayMy Way, Greenhay, We HighBeen There, Done ThatBig Blunts, Fat SacksHit It Fast, Make It LastFirst Class, We Blaze...Shit`s all finger licking good when you rollin through the hoodTwistin Lincoln Logs are hard so we burnin up the woodcause I be smokin drunk drinkin weed and pairin skunkI like to smoke a bitch and been known to slap a bluntMake the crowd jump, people say them kids got stylesRenting jewels for your videos you frontin` with that smileActing wild but you ain`t even skirt in the pitTalking shit ain`t worth a lickYou wanna bark then you`ll get bit, WOOF!Blow the roof off like an atom bombD-Loc to Johnny Richter`s like ping to pongAin`t nothing wrong don`t fix shit if it ain`t brokeWe ain`t no jokesYou know the Kings by the size of our tokes, motherfuckers![Chorus]My voice is swayin` people always ask me what I`m sayin`Playin` shoddy for the women, so I`m smooth operatinJust ??? and while you`re smokin` on the hayAnd for the peeps who work to keep start your savin`I keep it clean shaven around four cornersWe warned ya no dank strong enough to hold usLike soldiers we fold ya keep our composerRoll you in a joint light you up and smoke yaOnly take so much shwag made me quag and gagIt`s time to smoke some pehnap so I reached in my bagFix my sac as i pulled out my orange zig-zagsYou know the Kottonmouth Kings the worlds` greatest tagTeam we gleam I spit poisonous juiceAbuse microphones let my flow run looseCalling out all troops puttin` weight up on the tableBring a scale round by round check the SoundScanDamn D-Loc we the cream of the cropDJ Bobby B, Daddy X, and Pak who locks to beatsSportin` high top docs, slangin` pounds of potTake from us, better not[Chorus]I got a knack for bud smoke chronic ??D-Loc`s no joke toke for toke he`ll float your boat?? down my throat, took off my coat (was it wet?)It was soaked, (out smoke you?) not really nopeSat back and had a cokeRelaxed and had a smokeA little bit of change, some dank, I was brokeNo dollar stretched out felt like a strokeBrain transformed like i was on the doseI won`t do coke I never done roakYou gotta ring around your nose take a hit off my roachTryin` to ball like the most try to burnt like a piece of toastOn the coast to coast, deep in the postGot my eyes on my crops watchin` over my grossJust daze you a little, damn he`s kinda dope[Chorus]