Said colt 45 and two zigzags
Baby that's all we need
We can go to the park, after dark
Smoke that tumbleweed
As the marijuana burn we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong
And sell tapes from here to hong kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint
Pick out the seeds and stems
Feeling high as hell flyin' through palmdale
Skatin' on jaggy rims
So roll, roll, the '83 cadilaac coupe deville
If my tapes and my cds just don't sell
I bet my caddy will
