Coming to the party was an easy decision
Filling up my glass was an easy decision
Looking at the women was an easy decision
Smoking this weed was an easy decision
Not a care in the world, yo how that sound?
No place to be but where I'm at right now
Feel like I lost ten pounds, so high I'm floating
Drunk as fuck, plus I'm still smoking
Still hit the level where I'm born to relax
I feel it off the beat now I'm giving it back
And as a matter of fact, I'm going all out
Till I pass the fuck out, know what I'm talking about?
Coming to the party was an easy decision
Filling up my glass was an easy decision
Looking at the women was an easy decision
Smoking this weed was an easy decision
Coming to the party was an easy decision
Filling up my glass was an easy decision
Looking at the women was an easy decision
Smoking this weed was an easy decision
Yo I smoke so much weed, this beat right here be hot
Up in the party, with mad bags of pot
Smoke a lot every day, hell no it's not an issue
I green thumb your girl, make sure she don't miss you
Pass the tissue, I'm saying pack up the bowl
'Cause every half hour on a herb type stroll
Joint by my lips, pipe by my hips
I take mad big gulps, you take your little sips
Now the hour, I grow a farm full of plants
And keep a half ounce of Chronic, tucked up in my pants
Dance, with all types of women
Coming to the party was an easy decision
Coming to the party was an easy decision
Filling up my glass was an easy decision
Looking at the women was an easy decision
Smoking this weed was an easy decision
Coming to the party was an easy decision
Filling up my glass was an easy decision
Looking at the women was an easy decision
Smoking this weed was an easy decision
Yeah kid! You know where I'd rather be
Right here! Best place in the world!
We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
Get this on, burn that crop
We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
Get this on, burn that crop
We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
Get this on, burn that crop
We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
Get this on, burn that crop
Damn this party is fucking bugging
Every last one of you is freaking and shoving
While I'm throwing brownies in and out of the oven
Excuse me do you want one? Do you even have to think about it?
How about you blow me then I'll sing about it
The verse I'll dedicate to your beautiful lips
The chorus I'll kick some shit about your sexy hips
And I'll tell you that I love you, and I'll never ever use you
And in the bridge I'll slow it down so I don't lose you
Something like
You look delicious with your sexy little body
I'm suspicious that this angel might be naughty
You could be the devil in disguise with wings
Because taking off your clothes was an easy thing
Coming to the party was an easy decision
Filling up my glass was an easy decision
Looking at the women was an easy decision
Smoking this weed was an easy decision
Coming to the party was an easy decision
Filling up my glass was an easy decision
Looking at the women was an easy decision
Smoking this weed was an easy decision
Easy, easy, easy, easy
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