S. B. M. T.
Can I get a little sweet leaf right between my teeth?
Man I can't lie, see I get high like seven days a week
In a world so cold, sometimes it's my only relief
If I could, I'd hang it on my front door like it was Christmas wreath
Can I get a little sweet leaf right between my teeth?
Man I can't lie, see I get high like seven days a week
In a world so cold, sometimes it's my only relief
If I could, I'd hang it on my front door like it was Christmas wreath
I'd like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to smoke in perfect harmony
I think there'd be a whole lot less people dying,
children crying, dodging flying debris
Maybe it's only through bloodshot eyes that the wise can finally see
Sweet leaf just helps me to breathe, ha ha ha or maybe that's just me
So can I get a little sweet leaf right between my teeth?
Man, I can't lie, see I get high like seven days a week
In a world so cold, sometimes its my only relief
If I could, I'd hang it on my front door like it was Christmas wreath
Can I get a little sweet leaf just to puff up my cheeks?
I like to smoke until I choke and lose the power to speak
Maybe sometimes I'm lazy and my memory's weak
But I still do know that Maputo's the capital of Mozambique
Man I can't lie, see I get high like seven days a week
In a world so cold, sometimes it's my only relief
If I could, I'd hang it on my front door like it was Christmas wreath
Can I get a little sweet leaf right between my teeth?
Man I can't lie, see I get high like seven days a week
In a world so cold, sometimes it's my only relief
If I could, I'd hang it on my front door like it was Christmas wreath
I'd like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to smoke in perfect harmony
I think there'd be a whole lot less people dying,
children crying, dodging flying debris
Maybe it's only through bloodshot eyes that the wise can finally see
Sweet leaf just helps me to breathe, ha ha ha or maybe that's just me
So can I get a little sweet leaf right between my teeth?
Man, I can't lie, see I get high like seven days a week
In a world so cold, sometimes its my only relief
If I could, I'd hang it on my front door like it was Christmas wreath
Can I get a little sweet leaf just to puff up my cheeks?
I like to smoke until I choke and lose the power to speak
Maybe sometimes I'm lazy and my memory's weak
But I still do know that Maputo's the capital of Mozambique
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Writer(s): Clayton Hiers
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