Psychedelic Funk Kottonmouth Kings
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[Intro]
This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of creation
Mass plantation
With the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation
[Hook]
Don't watch your back cause we're comin through front
And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk
[Verse 1: Saint Dog]
Shit its a damn good day, got money in the bank
Cash in my tank, pays for my dank
Got a new Paramax, money for the taxes
And for the plenty herb the lord I do thank
[Verse 2: Daddy X]
Boom, shit, bang, X is the name
Dirt slang's the game and I bang poontang
It's the first county all league pimp selection
Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl injection
[Verse 3: Saint Dog]
I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I huff paint thinner
Took your boo home and that bitch made me dinner
Rolled a couple phillies and I went up in her
This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of creation
Mass plantation
With the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation
[Hook]
Don't watch your back cause we're comin through front
And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk
[Verse 1: Saint Dog]
Shit its a damn good day, got money in the bank
Cash in my tank, pays for my dank
Got a new Paramax, money for the taxes
And for the plenty herb the lord I do thank
[Verse 2: Daddy X]
Boom, shit, bang, X is the name
Dirt slang's the game and I bang poontang
It's the first county all league pimp selection
Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl injection
[Verse 3: Saint Dog]
I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I huff paint thinner
Took your boo home and that bitch made me dinner
Rolled a couple phillies and I went up in her
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