paroles de chanson Four Twenty - Wyclef Jean , Alshawn Martin , Wavie D

Wavie D, (Yeah), yeah
This is a Wavie D exclusive
Heads music
We back on campus, (Okay), yeah (Yeah, baby)
Yeah, we back on campus, yeah
Yeah, its the Wavy D show, baby
Took a trip to Cali just to smoke some herbs
It felt like four-twenty every day
'Cause where I'm from, man, this shit ain't legal
But I brought it home anyway
So fuck the cops, we breaking rules
Light the blunt up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
Light the joint up and get stoned, yeah
Light the joint up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
One small thing, one small thing
Felt like four-twenty every day
One small thing, one small thing
Roll the joint for me, roll the joint for me
One small thing, one small thing
Felt like four-twenty every day
One small thing, one small thing
Roll the joint for me, roll the joint for me
Smoke some weed in [?] Minnesota
Even though I wasn't 'posed to
Hit the sour right before the show
I'm from [?] Mary Jane [?] get close too
Elevation from the herb
The love is from the herbs
Smoking on the finest in the city
Know I'm dancing with the spirits
Got me thinking if its a gift or a curse
Took a trip to Cali just to smoke some herbs
It felt like four-twenty every day
'Cause where I'm from, man, this shit ain't legal
But I brought it home anyway
So fuck the cops, we breaking rules
Light the blunt up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
Light the joint up and get stoned, yeah
Light the joint up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
One small thing, one small thing
Felt like four-twenty every day
One small thing, one small thing
Roll the joint for me, roll the joint for me
One small thing, one small thing
Felt like four-twenty every day
One small thing, one small thing
Roll the joint for me, roll the joint for me
Maui wowie, Cheech and Chong
Lets get some fire, like the gun
Everyday is Friday where we come from
Dave Chapelle, I'm half baked, yeah, ay
Beedee bee bong bong beedee bong bong
Buckingham we bring it to the crown
Free the prisoners on the lockdown
Time in the yard now, all over a count now
Sitting back when I reminisce
My days on the campus
I got the munchies doing essays
I told my girl bring the trap sticks
Took a trip to Cali just to smoke some herbs
It felt like four-twenty every day
'Cause where I'm from, man, this shit ain't legal
But I brought it home anyway
So fuck the cops, we breaking rules
Light the blunt up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
Light the joint up and get stoned, yeah
Light the joint up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
California, lately I've been having so much on my mind
Thats why I'm smoking everyday
My struggles, my troubles, left 'em all behind
Now I'm in a whole new way
My eyes so low, can't even see
Pulling up in something clean
Light it up like fuck police
We just wanna get lit
Take you on a trip somewhere in the sky
Bet it make you feel like you on a G5
Hotbox moon rocks, windows up in the ride
Bet you didn't know you could get this high
You can get this high
Took a trip to Cali just to smoke some herbs
It felt like four-twenty every day
'Cause where I'm from, man, this shit ain't legal
But I brought it home anyway
So fuck the cops, we breaking rules
Light the blunt up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
Light the joint up and get stoned, yeah
Light the joint up and get fucked up, yeah, yeah
One small thing, one small thing
Felt like four-twenty every day
One small thing, one small thing
Roll the joint for me, roll the joint for me
One small thing, one small thing
Felt like four-twenty every day
One small thing, one small thing
Roll the joint for me, roll the joint for me