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Hybachi
Words & music FRED GREEN GROOVER Copyright © 1997 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
Now I don’t smoke no more, but I do get higher than any other brother, cause I put it in the fryin’ pan
Man, didn’t you know I do it when I can a fat happy sack & a hybachi in my hand!
The decision that I made was not a hard one to make ’Cause of singing like shit after every chronic break
Now it doesn’t hurt my throat & I don’t even have to choke I just swallow it down under a thick honey coat. And in only about 1 hour, my buzz it begins to flower and I really must emphasize that it has more power than a bong hit,
Oh now I’m really gonna catch some shit from those of y’all who consistently think I’m full of it
I didn’t know it was the way but now I fry it up fat like everyday!
And now you know we break shit like everyday, puttin’ them Pop-Tarts in my pocket like the old school days, now the brunt of the jokes on me, snack food cravings always ain’t for free, now maybe that’s why inside my mind I consciously think of a better way that I can spend this time
When the Oregon Trooper & the Utah Marshall wipe the grin off your face and they put their hands in your pocket.
:hippie: :smoke:
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