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Hits from the bong
Hits from the bong
Hits from the bong
Hits from the bong
Pick it
Pack it
Fire it up, come along
And take a hit from the bong
Put the blunt down
Just for a second
Don’t get me wrong
It’s not a new method
Inhale
Exhale
Just got an ounce in the mail
I like a blunt or a big fat cone
But my double-barrel bong
Is gettin’ me stoned
I’m skill it
There’s water inside don’t spill it
It smells like shit on the carpet
Still it
Goes down smooth when I get a clean hit
Of the skunky, phunky, smelly green shit
Sing my song
Puff all night long
As I take hits from the bong
Hits from the bong y’all
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Let’s smoke that bowl
Hit the bong
And then take that finger off of that hole
Plug it
Unplug it
Don’t strain
I love you mary jane
She never complains
When I hit mary
With that flame
I light up the cherry
She’s so good to me
When I pack a fresh bowl I clean the screen
Don’t get me stirred up
The smoke, through the bubbling water
Is makin’ it pure so I got ta
Take my hit and hold it
Just like chong
I get the bowl and I reload it
Get my four-footer and bring it on
As I take hits from the bong
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Gonna get high
Hits from the bong
Straighten your dick out
Gonna get high
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