First Class

It's time to smoke.. Chorus: Kottomouth Kings Blaze All Day, Every Day Each Way, The Right Way My Way, Greenhay, We High Been There, Done That Big Blunts, Fat Sacks Hit It Fast, Make It Last First Class, We Blaze... Shit's all finger licking good when you rollin through the hood Twistin Lincoln Logs are hard so we burnin up the wood Cause I be smokin drunk drinkin weed and pairin skunk I like to smoke a bitch and been known to slap a blunt Make the crowd jump, people say them kids got styles Renting jewels for your videos you frontin' with that smile Acting wild but you ain't even skirt in the pit Talking shit ain't worth a lick You wanna bark then you'll get bit, WOOF! Blow the roof off like an atom bomb D-Loc to Johnny Richter's like ping to pong Ain't nothing wrong don't fix shit if it ain't broke We ain't no jokes You know the Kings by the size of our tokes, motherfuckers! [Chorus] My voice is swayin' people always ask me what I'm sayin' Playin' shoddy for the women, so I'm smooth operatin Just ??? and while you're smokin' on the hay And for the peeps who work to keep start your savin' I keep it clean shaven around four corners We warned ya no dank strong enough to hold us Like soldiers we fold ya keep our composer Roll you in a joint light you up and smoke ya Only take so much shwag made me quag and gag It's time to smoke some pehnap so I reached in my bag Fix my sac as i pulled out my orange zig-zags You know the Kottonmouth Kings the worlds' greatest tag Team we gleam I spit poisonous juice Abuse microphones let my flow run loose Calling out all troops puttin' weight up on the table Bring a scale round by round check the SoundScan Damn D-Loc we the cream of the crop DJ Bobby B, Daddy X, and Pak who locks to beats Sportin' high top docs, slangin' pounds of pot Take from us, better not [Chorus] I got a knack for bud smoke chronic ?? D-Loc's no joke toke for toke he'll float your boat ?? down my throat, took off my coat (was it wet?) It was soaked, (out smoke you?) not really nope Sat back and had a coke Relaxed and had a smoke A little bit of change, some dank, I was broke No dollar stretched out felt like a stroke Brain transformed like i was on the dose I won't do coke I never done roak You gotta ring around your nose take a hit off my roach Tryin' to ball like the most try to burnt like a piece of toast On the coast to coast, deep in the post Got my eyes on my crops watchin' over my gross Just daze you a little, damn he's kinda dope [Chorus]