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Bizarre
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Gospel Weed Song
作词：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
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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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