In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime
[Verse 1: Chris Webby] You see I roll it up and light it when my Zippo gets ignited It's an addiction at this point so what's the point in tryna fight it Pass a bong with Miley Cyrus, and Michael Phelps in a cypher Even Schwarzenegger hit it, when I passed homie the lighter Puffin that pharmaceutical so Cali's where I'm movin' to Blazin' on a sunny afternoon this shit it beautiful The sun is in the sky, but you still can see the moon While I'm (blazin' on a sunny afternoon) Cause I'm feelin' spectacular, puff puff passenger On a NASA spacecraft up above passin' ya Abra-cadabra, I'll make the weed vanish bitch Brain damage, tree bandit, rollin' up the cannabis Kickin' back baby and I'm lovin' it While I be puffin' on dozens of my herbal supplements That's just how I does it, so somebody grab a dub of piff And I'll go grab a dutch to split, and we'll be gettin' dumb as shit
[Hook] Help me, help me, help me sail away Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay Cause I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury, blazin' on a sunny afternoon
[Verse 2: Chris Webby] Uh, yeah, and you know I'm not the sober type So fuckin' high that I can barely even hold the mic Always smokin', but yea I got probation But fuck, rules are made to be broken right? I'm a crazy dude, burnin' watchin' paper-view Munchin' on some Asian food, roll a J, of haze or two Stay higher than Harry Potter flyin' on his broom While I'm (blazin' on a sunny afternoon) Chelsea have you seen me lately?, I think I'm goin' crazy Tokin' on a vaporizer till my brain is broken baby Rarely sober, I can't help it I'm a stoner Always got that fresh out the baggy weed aroma When some say it's a bad habit, I just fuckin' laugh at it Grab the bong and pack it and hit it until I'm asthmatic Brain always movin' slow like it's some bad traffic You can't OD on pot? Shit, I'll take a stab at it
[Hook] Help me, help me, help me sail away Well give me to good reasons why I oughta stay Cause I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazing on a sunny afternoon
[Verse 3: Chris Webby] I'm always twistin' up the ganja Since 8th grade graduated with high honors No one's gettin' higher when I roll the EZ-wider I'll be chillin' with Harold and Kumar munchin' on some sliders Where's my fuckin lighter, yo somebody grab the Illadelph I'll step my game up from water bottle bongs I built myself Gettin' super silly, smoke fills up the room While I'm (blazin' on a sunny afternoon) When it comes to marijuana, I'm a heavy user Even puffin in my dreams, pass a J with Freddy Kruger It's like my medication at this point in life I start itchin' when I'm stuck without a joint to light Cotton mouth like I've been chewin' on my t-shirt Girls are third, money second, but I need my weed first So you wanna burn? hope you got an ounce to bring Shit I gotta go, yo I'm late for drug counseling
[Hook] Help me, help me, help me sail away Well give me to good reasons why I oughta stay Cause I love to live so pleasantly Live this life of luxury Lazing on a sunny afternoon In the summertimeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
