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pass that blunt or the bong and let me just rap along to this song,

high as can be free-styling while high as me,

piece of piss for a guy like me always rolling with some real mad weed,

hearing different beats and finding new rhymes all the time while

we cruising in my boys mini cooper d, and we ain't tryna be no G's

just two guys tryna make mad p's so we can meet

Mary once again, but some how we meet her every-daaay

and replaying are days all over again, causing chaos on are away like we be

the next Harold and Kumar with an adventure in store just to spice are days up,

get Mary and make tracks to nearest place with the best tasting food,

french fires burgers and a straight up milkshake is what we need,

cotton mouth just leave me be rather just have the blood shot eyes and shit,

and all them bro's who gotta dis be getting bumped on this weed,

cause am the dope man who could probably make you bleed with a rhyme or two,

don't try and dis on the little guy dude.