Tow Down - Slant Eyes lyrics

[Tow Down] I get so high You ever get so high you smoked your self sober? Ha ha ha ha ha [SPM] Nuthin but the doh doh for me Jus like the potpourri My b**h hit my weed and coughed up an ovary Towdown blow dro with me In the game I feel I'm at where I wanna be Hoes fo free Now that b**h owing me Pimpilistic how sh** supposed to be Don't believe the hype Bong, blunt, or pipe I'm the type To catch it on the right Intercept it Hectic Smoke em like detective I expect the unexpected I meant to re edit I said it You sweated Headed to the beach in a Mazaradi Yo I ripped it I'll split it The rules got bended I beat my kids or attempted No sentence Dope House Records at the end of my necklace Two Benzes getting high with my friend iz [Chorus: SPM] Not a day goes by I don't get high I gotta get slant ey Ey ey ey ey ey ey ey ey ey ey eyes High so high Repeat 2x [Verse 2: Tow Down] I get high on each second of every minute Of every hour Like Cheech and Chong Blowin the bong Or rollin in the Eddie Bauer I stay talls like skyscrapers Weed's always around so I gotta have papers And you can get high too Whether a gram for you Or a pound for ya whole crew Whatever you need I got weed From liquid trip to dip to hydro to ecstasy Bet I could smoke a stash of hash In a flash drop some wigs smash Towdown the hemp hunter Smoke a blunt of that good sh** Till ya roofs lit You smokin tooth picks while I'm rollin big sticks Never leave a nest without packin the cest Wit da dro condo look impressed No contest With dope like this I know you'll take a hit Inhale exhale now that's some good sh** [Chorus: SPM] Repeat 2x [Verse 3: Tow Down] If you wanna get high Put ya lightas in the sky We blaze till we die We cough till we cry Got the goods to make you go dumb Till ya brains numb So do you still won't some High wit ya burnt thumb Time to school some fools Smokin two sweets and zaga Srtictly the wajjjj pipes Bo's to bongs Break out the chronic bag But only if it's half geddi It's funkier than ya granny's panties Still smokin codeine cotton candy Wit products so po You gotta stuffin the pipe I'm takin one hit will quit a k**a Nice dreams of to never ever land I'm yo super bionic Hydroponic Chronic man Got fans from Japan to Amsterdam The flava trada With ten different kind of strands Triple beam king breakin it down to the ground [Chorus: SPM] Repeat 2x [SPM] Puttin it down for my partna Tow Down Blowin big ugh doh doh pounds Ya heard me Nuthin but the finest