Piff Gang - Pineapple Express lyrics

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Piff Gang - Pineapple Express lyrics

[First Verse] It go, Blue Buddah, Blue Cheese, Big Buddah Cheese Blue Pearl, Blue Dream, Blueberry trees G13 - Grape Kush, Sour Deez White Haze, O.G. Kush and some Power P Archie's Haze, Yellow Cab and some Cheezil Bubble Berry, Candy Kush and some Grey Diesel So pa** the Rizla papers, so many different flavours I got a lot of strains, no injured players I used to get the kritty by the O But now I get that silly-illy from Billy to little doe[?] Yeah I'm rolling up that super silver But I put it in a blue not silver And you were pimpin' like the cannabis cup Got a double-barrled shotgun, hand on the roach Cheese in the bun, Lemon in the other We call that the chamber my brother [Hook X2] Oh, whatever you want, whatever you need I've got it Sticky green, THC, the hydroponic Grey Kush, Jack Herer or Bubblegum Yeah we be high already but Im'a roll another one [Second Verse] Oh, dippin' in the blue bird, Bluechee on the menu Light and fluffy on the scale when it's fruity with the scent too Piffing while I'm sipping blueberry with the ice cubes Gave up my iPod, playing my iTunes Play a little Blue [?], yeah I'm in that right mood Then I get the munchies, get a shake and a slice too Roll another Bluechee, slims for that doobie Show a groupie how to roll up an L, gimme two sheets Chain smoke they say it's crazy how I duz it I said it's kinda crazy blazing out in public And the Piff's crazy out here, the Cheese is so buddy It's out of this world, let alone out the country And I called out my favourite Strain's the most flavoursome, get papers rolled Left with that rotation We get the O's out like it's 808 It's Piff, when they smell that Jif there ain't no mistake [Hook X2] Oh, whatever you want, whatever you need I've got it Sticky green, THC, the hydroponic Grey Kush, Jack Herer or Bubblegum Yeah we be high already but Im'a roll another one [Third Verse] We smoke all day and smoke all night My bad b**h she ain't scared of the flight I'm smoking the Lemon, it's smelling like lime Your zoot size ain't comparing to mine Amsterdam five times I've been But L.A's got the best 'dro that I've ever seen (the best) The hairs are orange, the bottles are green I can't take to pick the champagne with the Blue Dream I can bring it back to mainland Europe The strains are so pure they have me singing on the chorus The cheese is blue, the dragon is red But I might f** around and get some pineapple instead Oh it's got me hungry, ripping off the lobster tail Side of bu*tered potatoes and litre of chocolate milk My favourite 'dro though, mmm, Hawaiian And I'll be smoking mad green 'til the day that I'm dying