Представляем точный текст композиции "Smokers Paradise" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Spanish F.L.Y. . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Smokers Paradise» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Spanish F.L.Y. передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Spanish F.L.Y. - "Smokers Paradise"
Lyrics to Smokers Paradise : [Chorus: Ese Daz] Come fly with me (Lets get high) Take a hit of mari (Lets get high) We smokin, smokin, smokin (Lets get high) We tokin, tokin, tokin (Lets get high) Come fly with me (Lets get high) Take a hit of mari (Lets get high) We smokin, smokin, smokin (Lets get high) We tokin, tokin, tokin [Chorus] [Verse 1: Ese Daz] Wouldnt you like to go with me on a peaceful journey' Stricken, just smokin with ya family Get away from your 9-5 Stressed out, burned out, leave all your troubles behind Paying no mind Come roll With me Take a hit Indo, mary jane, get rid of the pain Life be real like Cheech & Chong, come on, just hit the bong So pass the douchie to the left hand side Inhale, exhale, make you feel alright I got ya feeling free and hairy, like Bob Marley Spanish groove, Latin yesca, thats who we be And after P3 Were at the Deuce Three E-Dubb, Khool-Aid, Knoc-turnal and all the homies Motivated to get intoxicated, wasted, faded Inflated, so meditated, now my pains all leviated So heres a toast, from me to you Smoke it up, drink it up, whatever you wanna do, oooh [Chorus] [Verse 2: Johnny D] Sit back, relax and enjoy ya high We tell ya ways of a N-Y-D, from killa Cali, Spanish F.L.Y Got ya lifted Y-O-U up high, floatin through the sky Dont trip Its a Friday high night With some Bomb, chron in the G bong I dont smoke everyday, but every other day in song Forget about your troubles, aint nobody burstin bubbles Everybody forms a huddle when we smokin on that trouble Come on, lets all, lets ride, get high To the limit Take a trip and step into my mind Picture this {*exhale*} Then I pass it to the right of me Frisky, giving up the ass to get high with D Drastic If I aint got none in my system I had a chance to get some pussy, but I had to viz For that grassy green, indo weed Put ya lips on mari and come fly with me [Chorus] [Verse 3: El Fino] Pardon me, excuse me, while I Kiss the sky Purple haze be the ticket to smokers paradise Take a hit of the mari-j-uana, time to take flight Jump on the wings on the pilot, enjoy the ride Stop.. Now feel the effects of the high Sittin on top of the world Stomp on light Looking down from cloud nine, living life, watching time fly T-H-C helps to stimulate the mind 4/20 365, 24-7 Im smoking a blunt As Im walking up the stairway to heaven Its all Natural Gods gift to man A sticky-icky that we smoke from L.A. to Amsterdam So lets Fire it up, take a hit, but dont choke Prepare ya, fill ya lungs of all that Harley smoke Relax your mind and let your soul be free Get up, stand up, come fly with me [Chorus] [Ese Daz:] Lets get high Lets get high Lets get high Lets get high Lets get high Lets get high Lets get high [ Smokers Paradise Lyrics ]
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