Smoke em — текст песни (Fun Lovin Criminals)

Smoke em, smoke em, smoke em if ya gottem (2x)

If ya aint gottem then ya hit rock bottem (3x)



Hey muneka, I think I wanna take ya

Back to the lab, with my gift of gab

And a little dabll do ya, maybe even school ya,

Ill rush your end zone like my man don shula

Youre my four leaf clover even bending over;

I love you like rover; youre my little lawnmower

But, lower, lower, Im the seed sower

The funky weed grower, the mad rap thrower.

See, Im a mans man; do you understand?

What Im giving aint cocked in the palm of my hand.

So take the nasty plunge plaid not grunge.

I know its really hard when you love someone. you always

Stood by me like spanky did stymiey and if anybody messes ill

Bustem in the eye. and check that ass like phil esposito

The guido, u.p.s. next day back to toledo.



Smoke em, smoke em, smoke em if ya gottem (2x)

If ya aint gottem then ya hit rock bottem (3x)

Smoke em if ya gottem (2x)

If ya aint gottem, well, well



Me and my les paul is out droppin science

Pocket full of blunts and a full carry license

Never walking streets, lookin past my shouler acting kinda bolder

Since my dog got older; I walked the walk and I aced the test

When I put the pressure on all your tendencies manifest

Half spick peckerwood talkin to the dead

Ill break into your house and Ill smell your bed.



Smoke em, smoke em, smoke em if ya gottem (3x)

If ya aint gottem then ya hit rock bottem (3x)

Smoke em, smoke em, smoke em if ya gottem (2x)

(2x)