Swisher Sweet

(альбом: Pink Tree Paradise - 2018)

Yaw
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Yeah yeah yeah

You're retarded, ADD distracting
Marajuana smoke, you can smell it down my jacket
Popping in those orders while I'm driving home
Mama going loco if I'm getting stoned

She was young, pretty, living outside the city
I said, girl, you be my baby
Got lips around the binky
Roll, doming on the side street
You rolling in the mini
I'm a fuck you then I love you
Made a promise with my pinky

That I hold your hand when you trip and you fall
You got that light when your lips on the bowl
Oh I like how we love to get stoned
Baby, roll that blunt for me

Hold your hand when you shake and you old
Smoking up just to loosen your bones
Oh, I miss how we used to get stoned
Baby, roll that blunt

Lately you ain't eating much
I forgot to pack my lunch
Chocolate milk and Cap'n Crunch
Love is for my tummy
You got my tummy stuck
Spinning like a double dutch
Fuck being the runner up

Baby, won't you come by the way?
Summer gone, done died away
Hopping wood we ride the wave
Show your eyes be wide awake

Wake you up with roses
Rain drops on the windowsill
Hard to see the commotions
Anything for my baby girl

I hold your hand when you trip and you fall
Got the light when your lips on the bowl
Oh I like how we love to get stoned
Baby, roll that blunt for me

Hold your hand when you shake and you old
Smoking up just to loosen your bones
Oh, I miss how we used to get stoned
Baby, roll that blunt

You've been on my mind
Maybe we should smoke again
Love is hard to find
Maybe we should smoke again

Roll it up, homie, let me sing lullabies
Smoke it up, conversations lead to hug goodbyes
Said I'd never get accustomed to this high life
This that all or nothing, welcome to the kite life

Love is hard to find
I wanna keep you on my chest
Then I lock it in my warm back pocket
In a safe, boy, lock it up
Go and drop me off
I love the way you walk me up

I hold your hand when you trip and you fall
Got the light when your lips on the bowl
Oh I like how we love to get stoned
Baby, roll that blunt for me

Hold your hand when you shake and you old
Smoking up just to loosen your bones
Oh, I miss how we used to get stoned
Baby, roll that blunt