Best Pothead Song
#21
Originally Posted by ColinRX7' date='Feb 16 2004, 06:12 PM
goto ill mitch bedroom and get a rub
or ill mitch bathroom and get in tub
and you can wash me
clean my area
look how you like it
i got crystal *****
a russian phsycic
im reading your mind
learning your tastes
take the tickle me train
below my waste
toot toot
all aboard
next stop heaven
be careful ill mitch's engines revvin
or ill mitch bathroom and get in tub
and you can wash me
clean my area
look how you like it
i got crystal *****
a russian phsycic
im reading your mind
learning your tastes
take the tickle me train
below my waste
toot toot
all aboard
next stop heaven
be careful ill mitch's engines revvin
#24
Originally Posted by teknics' date='Feb 16 2004, 04:46 PM
ok so me and my chica were driving, ive been sober for a long time and she had some trees. She begged me to smoke with her and since it was vday weekend i figured id do it just once again for her.
So we smoke and shes like "wait i know the song we need to hear"...i had no idea what it was.
Then the next thing i hear is:
"BICYCLE, BICYCLE, BICYCLE"
yes, she put on "Queen - Bicycle Race". It had me ******* laughing my *** off, i almost crashed that damn volkswagen, but caught myself before i swerved lol.
here's the lyrics for those of you not aware of this song:
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like
You say black I say white
You say bark I say bite
You say shark I say hey man
Jaws was never my scene
And I don't like Star Wars
You say Rolls I say Royce
You say God give me a choice
You say Lord I say Christ
I don't believe in Peter Pan
Frankenstein or Superman
All I wanna do is
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my
Bicycle races are coming your way
So forget all your duties oh yeah!
Fat bottomed girls
They'll be riding today
So look out for those beauties oh yeah
On your marks get set go
Bicycle race bicycle race bicycle race
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
Bicycle bicycle bicycle bicycle
Bicycle race
*insert tons of bicycle bells going off as if theyre an instrument*
You say coke I say caine
You say John I say Wayne
Hot dog I say cool it man
I don't wanna be the President of America
You say smile I say cheese
Cartier I say please
Income tax I say Jesus
I don't wanna be a candidate for
Vietnam or Watergate
Cos all I wanna do is
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like
kevin.
So we smoke and shes like "wait i know the song we need to hear"...i had no idea what it was.
Then the next thing i hear is:
"BICYCLE, BICYCLE, BICYCLE"
yes, she put on "Queen - Bicycle Race". It had me ******* laughing my *** off, i almost crashed that damn volkswagen, but caught myself before i swerved lol.
here's the lyrics for those of you not aware of this song:
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like
You say black I say white
You say bark I say bite
You say shark I say hey man
Jaws was never my scene
And I don't like Star Wars
You say Rolls I say Royce
You say God give me a choice
You say Lord I say Christ
I don't believe in Peter Pan
Frankenstein or Superman
All I wanna do is
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my
Bicycle races are coming your way
So forget all your duties oh yeah!
Fat bottomed girls
They'll be riding today
So look out for those beauties oh yeah
On your marks get set go
Bicycle race bicycle race bicycle race
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
Bicycle bicycle bicycle bicycle
Bicycle race
*insert tons of bicycle bells going off as if theyre an instrument*
You say coke I say caine
You say John I say Wayne
Hot dog I say cool it man
I don't wanna be the President of America
You say smile I say cheese
Cartier I say please
Income tax I say Jesus
I don't wanna be a candidate for
Vietnam or Watergate
Cos all I wanna do is
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like
kevin.
and song # 4 is the Xtacy song. its on the BTNH Ressurection. Thats all you need.!
#26
Uh oh.. I think I was beckoned... Resident Stoner of NP coming thru with sum Kottonmouth Kings... BUMP... BUMP BUMP!
It's time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby B
Attention young ladies, attention young ladies
Man homeboy's over here in the garage with 4 1000's
Powder nutrients growing in the dirt
Takin' 4 and a half months not even getting a full peak
Ya know, ya know, ya know.
In a room the size of a telephone booth
Using liquid nutrients, (buds swell rock, wool?)
One 1000 watt high pressure sodium
(kevorki?) buds the size of a ******' Volkswagen,
Ya know what I'm talkin' about, you do the math **********er.
What's up smokers?
Another suburban noize joint for you to pull on
Stoners Reeking Havoc
Back up off me, I need room to puff
**** Babylon, man I can't get enough
I smoke, so I like it going down
We're all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound
Two hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellin
**** that ****, I'm hittin till my mind's jelly
And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan's
To play some pool and that's with a couple friends
Grab a sack, it's off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the bug's gettin fishbowled
And if you're in you can't escape the indo
Oh ****, it's gettin deep into my mind
I took 7 hits off that bud called kind
Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin
Here I go again, man, my mind's boggling
I'ma get you so high, mind boggling
I'ma make that *** fly, mind boggling
Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling
I'ma get you so high
Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
Takin time to remember where my **** has been
Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin
(?) that **** is how I was smoking
**** this schwag weed, indo is what I'm tokin
Splif to my lips as I tilt my head back
Lookin like a mack cuz I'm down to blaze a sack
I said inhale, exhale, kottonmouth hits so I said 'that's swell'
Pass a tweak to the left, party busters set in
I need some fresh air cuz I'm high off that in
Walked towards the door but man I didn't get far
High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air starts fogging
Here I go again, yo my mind's boggling
Here I go getting deeper into my mind again
Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again
By myself so you say, am I a stoner or a loner
Man I can't cope with this lil hell that I'm livin in
I got family members fiending from the cocaine
And loved ones locked up in prison
That's why I'm bailin' ya'll, man **** the system!
all the pressures of this life get me frustrated
So I reach for the bong so I can get faded
I blaze a bowl and it take me to another level
To escape the pain and all my life's trouble
Close my eyes, pray take the pain away
Ask the lord should I live to see another day
Rob Harris died, I guess this is one of life's little tests
...take a bullet to the chest
(Money can't buy me my?) first real true love,
died at 23, now she's waitin for me up above
Get the pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin
Here I go again **********er my mind's boggling
It's time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby B
Attention young ladies, attention young ladies
Man homeboy's over here in the garage with 4 1000's
Powder nutrients growing in the dirt
Takin' 4 and a half months not even getting a full peak
Ya know, ya know, ya know.
In a room the size of a telephone booth
Using liquid nutrients, (buds swell rock, wool?)
One 1000 watt high pressure sodium
(kevorki?) buds the size of a ******' Volkswagen,
Ya know what I'm talkin' about, you do the math **********er.
What's up smokers?
Another suburban noize joint for you to pull on
Stoners Reeking Havoc
Back up off me, I need room to puff
**** Babylon, man I can't get enough
I smoke, so I like it going down
We're all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound
Two hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellin
**** that ****, I'm hittin till my mind's jelly
And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan's
To play some pool and that's with a couple friends
Grab a sack, it's off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the bug's gettin fishbowled
And if you're in you can't escape the indo
Oh ****, it's gettin deep into my mind
I took 7 hits off that bud called kind
Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin
Here I go again, man, my mind's boggling
I'ma get you so high, mind boggling
I'ma make that *** fly, mind boggling
Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling
I'ma get you so high
Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
Takin time to remember where my **** has been
Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin
(?) that **** is how I was smoking
**** this schwag weed, indo is what I'm tokin
Splif to my lips as I tilt my head back
Lookin like a mack cuz I'm down to blaze a sack
I said inhale, exhale, kottonmouth hits so I said 'that's swell'
Pass a tweak to the left, party busters set in
I need some fresh air cuz I'm high off that in
Walked towards the door but man I didn't get far
High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air starts fogging
Here I go again, yo my mind's boggling
Here I go getting deeper into my mind again
Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again
By myself so you say, am I a stoner or a loner
Man I can't cope with this lil hell that I'm livin in
I got family members fiending from the cocaine
And loved ones locked up in prison
That's why I'm bailin' ya'll, man **** the system!
all the pressures of this life get me frustrated
So I reach for the bong so I can get faded
I blaze a bowl and it take me to another level
To escape the pain and all my life's trouble
Close my eyes, pray take the pain away
Ask the lord should I live to see another day
Rob Harris died, I guess this is one of life's little tests
...take a bullet to the chest
(Money can't buy me my?) first real true love,
died at 23, now she's waitin for me up above
Get the pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin
Here I go again **********er my mind's boggling
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