Four Twenty dot Net

dank doja, boobonic
killa chronic,
smoke an ounce in a bonghit,
break it down, then i zong it,
or better yet, roll a blunt quick
and take some blunt ripz,
burn that shit on down to da tip
and then i gotzta use a roach clip,
everyone'z still frontin, with that bullshit,
man i only want dat ganja if it'z gunna make me trip,
my grip, on reality, has already slipped,
but i never crashed,
except for when u catch me on your couch and i'm takin a weed nap!

*chorus*

doja, got me flying high,

thru thick n thin, mary gets me by.

i knew this, since my first try,

i'm gunna blaze it up til the day i die!