Twat The night before Christmas and all through the pad. Weedmaster share a bag he once had. The air was crisp like a new fallen snow. He reached in his pocket Ahhha! Some Blow. He thought should I call and let my friends in or be real selfish and lie a good sin. He knew in four hours the sun would soon rise and his breath smelled like booze with blood in his eyes. Now pills and coke and weed with a kicker he knew in the morning that he would be sicker. So he said and tooted the cops are in sightand burned lots of rubber screamin to all a good night But the red lights were faster and they hauled him to Jail and he called on the governor to bring him some bail So now he will stand to you rise his beer Lets do it again motherfucker Heres to next year. Merry Christmas Cheech and Chong
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Twat The night before Christmas and all through the pad. Weedmaster share a bag he once had.
The air was crisp like a new fallen snow. He reached in his pocket Ahhha! Some Blow. He thought should I call and let my friends in or be real selfish and lie a good sin.
He knew in four hours the sun would soon rise and his breath smelled like booze with blood in his eyes.
Now pills and coke and weed with a kicker he knew in the morning that he would be sicker.
So he said and tooted the cops are in sightand burned lots of rubber screamin to all a good night
But the red lights were faster and they hauled him to Jail and he called on the governor to bring him some bail
So now he will stand to you rise his beer Lets do it again motherfucker Heres to next year.
Merry Christmas Cheech and Chong
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