seems to be just fine Come on up and see me Come on up just know that I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned We
seems to be just fine Come on up and see me Come on up just know that I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned I'm gettin' stoned Chorus
Traduction: Smash Mouth. Lapidé.
a mess. Not a man could concieve the weed I'm consumin' and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human. I spit words from my mouth that
knahmean? Gon' act accordingly, y'knahmean? Some nigga over there tryin to love one hoe Y'knahmean? You got one hoe! Nigga youse a stone motherfuckin
his head, nigga Dogghouse Nigga I'm universal crackin Down South (ya heard?) Poppin my collar with my dick in your girl's mouth, ha ha You act like a dude you get smashed
' a mess Not a man could conceive the weed I'm consumin' And I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human I spit words from my mouth that be
and smashing it beatet i'm waking it) i ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (you know whats comming out of my mouth) hanger med de vildeste gutter (hanging
same here, we shoot off and bang here Red dot your nose like you was Rudolph the Reindeer I'm fast when I race cars, I smash and I scrape cars Love candy
niggas be yappin' off at the mouth And don't be havin' their heart in Suckers, that's probably why I stay in the hills And let my pit bulls smash on
breaks all the walls off Fuck it, tie my flag around my mouth Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket Pistols screamin', unleashin' pure fury Smash
on his head, nigga Dogghouse Nigga, I'm universal crackin' Down South Poppin' my collar with my dick in your girl's mouth, ha ha You act like you a dude you get smashed
Ready, unload with fat tracks from lootkids Doin' my thang since 16 in '86 Hey yo, sayin' that the West ain't it Nigga, I'll smack you in your mouth
, nigga, back out the back route I stacks trip til I trip, pop the clip when I smash out Puttin in work for some pamper money Sellin fiends them gummies, mouths
as if I don't know what you talkin' 'bout The speculation you haerd that I don't spit on nobodys shit but no dough hattin' and many mouths to feed and
