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Bizarre
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Gospel Weed Song
Lyricist:Rufus Johnson, Robert Shea Taylor
Brothers and sisters, we gonna have church tonight And tonight this speaker is Reverend Ruffus Jackson
I wake up praising, God every day I wanna smoke some weed and roll me a J Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Lord For letting me live another day, hey, hey
Nigger, I'm high, nigger, you high Let's get high in the motherfucking sky Watch the butterflies hit the wall And if you're feeling down, give your boy a call
Weed, it takes the stress away That's why Bizarre smokes ten blunts a day It's nothing but the sticky, icky, green stuff Line it, pass it and take a puff
Having a bad day, stop by my house 'Cause most likely, I've got a blunt in my mouth So sit down, relax and chill And if ya don't smoke weed, then shit, I got sum pills
Watch ya need girl, a fucking refill? A fat bag a weed and sum happy meals? Nah, baby, I don't smoke no porks Only fat bags of weed in this escort
I wake up praising, God every day I wanna smoke some weed and roll me a J Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Lord For letting me live another day, hey, hey
Sunday morning, Bizarre have day Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Blunt in my mouth, watching DJ Dre Dangerous my, just like Cudio Only church I know is Snoop Dogg's studio
Wide out the raps, blowing in my lap Rap Hennesy, keep the acid tap I'm glad that I didn't go down south Take care of my kids, be the man of the house
Orange mushrooms and yellow stars Fat bags of weedos in mason jars Get in and lap, come on, jump in Bring a bottle with gin and two of your freaky friends
Oh, fuck it, let's go to see the point Bring your son alone, shit, he can hit the joint 'Cause rapping, it's a full time job All I wanna smoke weed and praise God, yeah
I wake up praising, God every day I wanna smoke some weed and roll me a J Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Lord For letting me live another day, hey, hey
Break it down, yeah, we gonna slow it down right here We having church up in here tonight It's the Reverend Rufuss Johnson And we sitting over here at sixteen five-O, cone it And ladies and gentlemen, come in, praise God with us
I wake up praising, God every day I wanna smoke some weed and roll me a J Thank you, Jesus, thank you, Lord For letting me live another day, hey, hey
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