Koda The Plant song lyrics
Koda The Plant song lyrics
This song goes out to all you fuckers who smoke weed.
Fucking stoners.
(What is that intoxicating, mind-muddling drug?)
Everybody talking about weed.
Calm down, it is just a plant don't you see?
Chillin' out with the music in my car.
Oh damn there are hella people at the park.
Sunflowers dying in my backyard.
I might get shot, I gotta get a body gaurd.
Listening to Dr. Dre, Snoop Dog, and Tupac coming all the way.
Ya, that's us
California living West Cost much love.
Uh, and I kick laid back;
relax and chill out to the music I slap.
Hey you, Whats up pretty lady?
What's your name?
MaryJane, thats crazy.
Wanna get some lunch soon baby?
I donno baby.
Smoking on the weed
Marajuana.
Smoking on the weed
Marajuana.
Smoking (repeat)
Marajuana.
Okay, what's that
running around the corner with a baseball bat?
Oh, what the hell?
Why you doin' this?
Cause I spent all my money on weed.
Silly bitch,
You ain't gettin' nothing from me,
I'm going to go ape shit like a monkey.
Uh, yea, you will see me on your tv.
I swear, I gaurentee.
(Abuse can lead to abnormal behavior, physological dependence, and abuse of other drugs, the human brain is after all, made for thinking,
not for fumigating. It's hardly a tinker toy for experimenting with drugs. This has been a public service message of your local station.)
Smoking on the weed.
Marajuana.
Smokin'
Smokin'
Chillin' out
Smoking on the weed.
Marajuana.
Smokin'
Smokin'
Chillin' out (repeat)
Koda, yea that's me
Every single rapper is always talking about weed,
Why?
Because they want to get high.
All this new shit sucks.
Whatcha doing over there?
Lil' Wayne stop lean cause I care.
Bringin old school back,
chillin' out
Got racks on racks on my new Cadillac.
Uh, and I'm livin' my life
I work at Taco Bell,
And I gotta cute wife.
Makin tacos,
I want about five.
Can I get some rice on the side?
Yea, yea I like it like that,
funky mother fuckers tryin' to change this rap.
I'ma do me, I'ma cool cat.
Fuck weed, I got beats on the track.
What's up?
Fuck that.
Smokin' on the weed.
Marajuana.
Smokin'
Chillin' out man
So good,
So good,
Chillin' out
I just want to say,
I don't have a Cadillac,
and I don't,
yea,
I don't have a Cadillac,
Okay?
Fuck weed.
I'm not gangster.
I'm a white kid,
from Sanamon,
Bitch