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Kottonmouth Kings

Time To Get High

 

Time To Get High

(album: Cloud Nine - 2007)


If you aint got no chronic
dont act like you smoke that good shit
KMK mob backup in yo ass like a piece of shit
Yall know what time it is!

[Chorus:]
Its Time to get High
Its Time to get high
Need to break your weed out and let the smoke fly
Its time to get high
its time to get high
need to break your weed out and let the smoke fly
Light it up, here we go
Light it up,roll it up, one mo
Light it up, here we go
Kottonmouths in the buildin (smokin nothin but the chronic)

[D-Loc:]
ya we got the bomb shit, we be hella smokin
blowin dank, kmk we aint bullshittin, pack your pipe is your life fill it up with the chronic, so we can blow this bitch up , never flaunt it, if you aint got no crip nugs, that light green fluffy shit that makes a sucka buzz, watch the smoke rise, when i step into the room, no surprise, i consume [?] you could look at my eyes cuz buzz smoke that shit like a thug does 24/7, people think i sell bud slang sacks , cuz i smoke like the dealer does, fuck that, yall need to step pack and peel back, and quit the rifraft, its like a bitch slap, let me tell u sum sum, no one listens, whats up with that, blowin smoke like a dragon, mark the blunts we can get it crackin, D-Loc whats happenin

[Chorus]

[Johnny Richter:]
I got five flavors infront of me like lifesavers, got a different taste, each time I take a hit, im weed-famous plus im famous with my promotional plots so if ur old enough and got to doe to smoke it why not, shit i just took a hit and imma hit it again then imma pass it to my friend then imma hit it again, ya buddy, the bud got me feelin kinda nutty,in a half an hour later now im feelin kinda hungry, point blank, we need to open up a dank bank, cuz weeds worth more than gold in the streets of LA so if u got a fat sack then youse a fat cat but if u only got a gram then ur hardly the man, I got big [?] filled up with nothing but chronic and bottles of grey goose for my vodka and tonic, (johnny ritchter your the man!) yea thats what they be screamin, sometimes my lifes is so good I gotta be dreamin

[Chorus]

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