smoke 'em
hardcore superstar
she is fine in november and i sowed her in september
saw that she was ready then
i wanted to believe she was
won't you tell me you wanted
i never ever sowed it like this before
but she wants to believe me now
come and tell me what you want
love me 'cause i ain't got nothing else to do
c'mon and smoke my funky. a a a
the smoke moves like you never ever thought it would
some nights i want to have you closer
tell me what you want i might need it
but i don't need any love
you want to fly to heaven?
feel the heaven that i heading for