Ganja Pipe
Dem say hey natty dreadlocks
Said a where ya come from
You must have to stick a sensi under your tongue
I said no officer, Lord you must be mad
Me only smoke cigarettes and strictly shag oh, oooooh
It's all about the mary jane, hey
Ya know
I'm rollin 6AM in da mornin
I'm breakin out di bag of weed
I break it up then I'm rollin
Yeh, yeh, fuck it I'm jonesin', wakin'
Bakin, I'm stonin, there's a gyal inna di bed rollin
Yeh, fuck it, I'm ballin'
Oh yeah, ok, lightin trees up
Too smoky, I'm puffin on di best
U just smokin on some shit, that's ok
Ok, yeh, we gon' smoke that hay
I'm alright, I'm gon' smoke tha high grade everyday
And just the high grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla, me holla, me holla, me holla
High grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla, me holla, me holla, me holla
Gimmie that good, good, good, good
Fuck all di rest
Call it the fuckin bud of java
Best of di best
Straight from cali, fedex
I'm like hold up, what's next?
I'm smokin so much I got a pain in my chest
Yeh, yeh, yeh, going bananas
I roll a couple spliffs
Dem muthafuckers look like bananas
Yeh copacobanas
Palm trees, ocean to fun us
I'm livin' life, no so coco mix that sharp from di hammers
I'm talkin bout... the high grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla
Burn the ganja pipe
Burn the ganja pipe
Burn the ganja pipe
Burn the ganja pipe
High grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla, me holla, me holla
Oh, ooooh
Said a where ya come from
You must have to stick a sensi under your tongue
I said no officer, Lord you must be mad
Me only smoke cigarettes and strictly shag oh, oooooh
It's all about the mary jane, hey
Ya know
I'm rollin 6AM in da mornin
I'm breakin out di bag of weed
I break it up then I'm rollin
Yeh, yeh, fuck it I'm jonesin', wakin'
Bakin, I'm stonin, there's a gyal inna di bed rollin
Yeh, fuck it, I'm ballin'
Oh yeah, ok, lightin trees up
Too smoky, I'm puffin on di best
U just smokin on some shit, that's ok
Ok, yeh, we gon' smoke that hay
I'm alright, I'm gon' smoke tha high grade everyday
And just the high grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla, me holla, me holla, me holla
High grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla, me holla, me holla, me holla
Gimmie that good, good, good, good
Fuck all di rest
Call it the fuckin bud of java
Best of di best
Straight from cali, fedex
I'm like hold up, what's next?
I'm smokin so much I got a pain in my chest
Yeh, yeh, yeh, going bananas
I roll a couple spliffs
Dem muthafuckers look like bananas
Yeh copacobanas
Palm trees, ocean to fun us
I'm livin' life, no so coco mix that sharp from di hammers
I'm talkin bout... the high grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla
Burn the ganja pipe
Burn the ganja pipe
Burn the ganja pipe
Burn the ganja pipe
High grade we mi smokin
Dem must a think say a joke ting
When me holla, me holla, me holla
Oh, ooooh
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Writer(s): Colin Harper
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