Текст песни Roll Big (feat. Kottonmouth Kings) - Potluck feat. Kottonmouth Kings
Ok
we
live
in
Humboldt
county
and
were
smoking
marijuana
Smoke
more
than
Bill
Clinton,
smoke
more
than
Osama
Were
smoking
like
a
Rasta,
we
king
like
mufasa
The
weed's
getting
richer,
gonna
getcha
than
a
gotcha
Potluck
is
rockin
ya,
smashing
like
a
monster
truck
We
smashin
inside
your
truck,
ready
to
roll
the
fattest
blunt
Mrs.
Mary
got
me
over
plenty
so
I
rhyme
My
clock
is
broken,
it's
420
all
the
time
So
come
and
smoke
the
bestest
bomb
with
me
Humboldt
county
got
freshest
marijuana
trees
You'll
never
leave
please
believe
it's
not
a
joke
We
got
a
lot
of
pot
to
smoke,
this
is
the
realist
shit
I
ever
wrote
Sometimes
I
hit
the
bong,
sometimes
I
write
a
song
Sometimes
I
do
it
both
till
my
sack
of
weed
is
gone
We
the
bomb
and
I'm
a
roll
a
blunt
6 inches
long
To
which
is
why
I'm
getting
high
till
my
vision's
gone
Move
along
officer
I
got
that?
I
do
my
thing
and
legally
I
puff
and
drink
Keep
it
clean
with
a
dream
I've
been
smoking
since
an
early
teen
up
in
the
scene
You
know
what
I
mean
Make
a
pound
of
weed
disappear
Ain't
got
no
[?
] looks
like
they
keep
it
hot
in
here
Don't
be
scared,
Mary
Jane
for
a
beer,
any
day
of
in
a
year
I'm
coughin
out
my
lungs,
smoke
comin
out
my
ear
Cause
we
roll
big,
roll
big
But
if
you
got
a
little
bit
just
roll
big,
roll
big
Rollin
up
the
bud
and
you
know
this,
know
this
Don't
give
a
fuck
The
kings
and
potluck
are
here
to
smoke
the
room
up
All
though
a
lot
of
people
think
that
I'm
crazy
Johnny
richter
I
live
my
life,
when
go
I'll
be
blazin
One
of
the
biggest
ganja
head
of
weed
smokers
No
bud
smokers
only
I'm
a
till
the
death
toker
Playing
video
games
and
eating
snacks
Fridge
packed
of
what
I
need
just
got
everything
Just
go
ahead
and
pass
that
muthafucka!
Munchies
I
be
killin
My
cabin
is
filled
from
the
ground
all
the
way
to
the
ceiling
If
you
didn't
bring
an
ounce
Then
you
might
just
go
ahead
and
bounce
The
kings
and
potluck
got
no
time
to
play
around
This
is
business
baby
don't
take
it
personal
Were
makin
major
moves
while
your
tryin
make
commercial
Suburban
noize
keep
it
goin
ain't
gonna
stop
our
sound
We
world
wide
taken
over
every
underground
Kmk
and
kingspade
keep
it
reppin
strong
Daddy
x,
potluck,
and
richter,
man
pass
that
bong!
We
all
get
toked
back
Fat
sacks
keep
popping
out
the
backpacks
Were
rollin
baby
[?
] On
chronic
blast
It's
extra
X
on
that
bet
that
was
built
to
last
Connect
California
canna
to
the
map
I
hit
and
pass
and
we
laugh
in
potluck's
pad
From
the
red
woods
to
the
Tijuana
flats
We
keep
them
fat
joints
burning
up
good
and
fast
I
feel
that
I
was
[?
] Crystal
clear
Ganja
leaves
keep
stinkin
the
atmosphere
Never
fear
when
I'm
tryin
to
ride
by
your
side
See
the
police
you
don't
even
have
to
run
and
hide
Under
an
ounce
you
ain't
even
goin
for
a
ride
I
love
this
place
like
the
smoke
comin
out
my
pipe
Wheres
the
lighter
were
getting
higher
than
high
tonight
Kottonmouth,
potluck
the
recipe
is
right,
the
shit's
tight
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