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Kottonmouth Kings

Welcome to the Suburbs

  rap  hip-hop  rapcore  stoner  rock
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Текст песни Kottonmouth Kings - Welcome to the Suburbs

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(Talking)Home sweet homeLet me take a drink of my fucking bud liteYo Richter, lite that joint yo XYo yo yoTurn the porch light onWelcome to the suburbs where the grass is greenHome of the mouthafucking Kottonmouth KingsWhere days become nights and nights become dreamsWhere everything gets lost in between(Johnny Richter)Welcome to my block with the spot that I call my homeWhere the locks are unlocked and I got cellular phonesWhere the Kings was formed the true Kings is fromSitting right in Orange County living under the sun(D-Loc)Growing up in the `burbsWhere the herbs the word The herb herb herb You know the herbs the wordWe as high as some birds You can use my turn Don`t test Kottonmouth or your might get served(Daddy X)Now your gunna get served and a kick to the curbWhere this kings click stay and looks for some premium herbEvery day, every day, every body, outa mindTake a trip with us with the sticky untied (Hook 1)We rather get high more than one timeNever hit the shwag always smoking on the GangaEverybody gotta have a bongWe`re drinking beer in the keg but I`m too drunk to stand in line thoughWhen the Kings toke we`re blown from the kindMy body`s feeling numb I`m going crazyEvery body gotta have a bong (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)(D-Loc)With my out grown caddiGot the color of a cookie looking butter pecan `Cuz you know I canRolling away too cute on my way to Thrifties`Bout to shoot a lil` hoops and get a scoop for fiftyI`m balling doo wa diddy diddy dumbThrow it up in the burbs, drinking beers; having funAnd I`m always on the run with a sack in my pocket Kottonmouth Kings, yo we the hot topic(Johnny Richter)You can find me rolling in my truck just as high as fuckYou can find me hitting my bud on the way to the pumpYou can find me in mid ank on my way to my moms `Cuz if I don`t get high I wont be staying `til nineYa see I`m puffing a Jays on avenues and high waysI might be ripping off my foldable portable veins And I never slip at all I`m either smoking or drinking conNinety nine percent of the time I`m going outa my mind(Hook 1)We rather get high more than one timeNever hit the shwag always smoking on the GangaEverybody gotta have a bongWe`re drinking beer in the keg but I`m too drunk to stand in line thoughWhen the Kings toke we`re blown from the kindMy body`s feeling numb I`m going crazyEvery body gotta have a bong (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)(Talking)Yo Yo Yo man growing up in the burbsIt was good you know what I mean It was five dollars an hour like me your doneFrom g`s to ki`sWelcome to the suburbs where the grass is greenHome of the mouthafucking Kottonmouth KingsWhere days become nights and nights become dreamsWhere everything ain`t what it seems(Johnny Richter & D-Loc in this order)Bout to get my buzz bloomingcuz it`s close to noon double grippin on the blue Steady sipping `til I`m throughCuz I ain`t one to pound But can go all dayLoc and Richter never play Get it straightGet outta the way You know, back in the day we built a late bed Only role it to the beach when it`s double on the headI go down to the west and watch some kamikaze runsAnd if I`m outta joints I`m going home You`re done hee-hawI think I heard a donkey (donkey)You a weird moutha fucka D; recently a seen a new look in your eyes That`s me expanding my high searching for its eyesWell I`m twitching my thumb and flicking any bitch You know I listen to my pops `and call the neighbors fuckin pricksSpecial hit from the streets Now you know when it`s a lie Now I`m filling up my bongFILLING ANY TIME!!(Hook 1)We rather get high more than one timeNever hit the shwag always smoking on the GangaEverybody gotta have a bongWe`re drinking beer in the keg but I`m too drunk to stand in line thoughWhen the Kings toke we`re blown from the kindMy body`s feeling numb I`m going crazyEvery body gotta have a bong (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)(Hook 2)We`re running outa money we`re running outa timeNever hit the shwag always smoking on the gangaEverybody gotta have a bongWe`re drinking beer in the keg but I`m too drunk to stand in line thoughWe rather get high more than one timeMy body`s feeling numb I`m going crazyyeah yeah yeah yeah yeahyeah yeah yeah yeah yeah