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young korgy - bong tokin' rap stars كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yah… yah…
gettin’ baked…
every day…

[verse 1: young korgy]
every day a different strain, silver surfer, purple haze
all you gotta do is check my eyes and you can tell i’m h-lla blazed
amazing grace, sticky dank, got me in a hazy daze
raising h-ll with dank vader, bongs as long as light sabers
hit it ‘til you hear it pop, clear that chamber, every drop
fill you lungs with pot smoke, let it out, take another toke
stoner soldiers on a roll, f-ck that joint, we packing bowls
smoking ‘til the sunrise, i got them ch-nky, bl–dy eyes
bong toking rap stars, fishbowl that whole booth
smoke thick, la brea tar, crank the music and let it boom
zoning out, head bobbing, cottonmouth, yuck mouth
need some brew to wash it out, f-ck, i’ma p-ss out!
wake up, pack another bowl, start that ro-ro over
slow-mo tokers, yeah, we stoned as boulders
who’s the lighter kyper? who’s holding?
quit camping on that bowl though
and p-ss it over bro-bro!

[hook: young korgy]
astronomically high, so high we talking stars
bong toking rap stars, f-ck wayne, we claiming mars
this stoner clique, we smoking kief
we holding hits, we burning trees
stoners for life and if we bleed, it’s gon’ be green
pack another rip, hit it quick, and reload the bowl
put some ice in the chamber, make it nice and cold
f-ck around, we h-lla baked, record us taking bong tokes

[verse 2: j.hizz]
hey, hey, you’re on!
dude… no, i’m not ready

i’m chilling in my boxers in a zombified state
burping up kettle chips that were toasted and glazed
in this barbecue sauce that will make your mind race
downing dr. pepper cans, tipping ash trays
in order to spray a spritz just to freshen the air
i’ll be god d-mned ‘fore i get out of this chair
yo, bong toking rap stars, minus that part about rap stars
every time i rap hard, i force it out and make rap sharts
that part was so dope, all the loadies p-ssed it
if toking gets you high then i was raptured by that last hit
i’m psyched out like l-ssie, come on son you know this
sh-tting is euphoric and i’m jonesin’ for that next p-ss
sh-t, now i want a fur coat
i’d heist my local drugstore for some skittles or some chips though
i want some funyuns, anything will do bro
but we should uh, like order pizza or something, you know?

[hook]

- young korgy

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