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lirik lagu chris webby - sunny afternoon

“sunny afternoon”

[sample from “sunny afternoon” by the kinks]
in the summertime
in the summertime
in the summertime

you see i roll it up and light it when my zippo gets ignited
it’s an addiction at this point so what’s the point in tryna fight it
p-ss a bong with miley cyrus, and michael phelps in a cipher,
even schwarzenegger hit it, when i p-ssed homie the lighter
puffin that pharmaceutical so cali’s where i’m movin’ to
blazing on a sunny afternoon this sh-t it beautiful
the sun is in the sky, but you still can see the moon,
while i’m (lazing on a sunny afternoon)
cause i’m feelin’ spectacular, puff puff p-ssenger,
on a nasa sp-cecraft up above p-ssing ya
abra-cadabra, i’ll make the weed vanish b-tch
brain damage, tree bandit, rollin’ up the cannabis
kickin’ back baby and i’m lovin’ it
while i be puffin on dozens of my herbal supplements
that’s just how i does it, so somebody grab a dub of piff
and i’ll go grab a dutch to split, we’ll be getting dumb as sh-t

[sample from “sunny afternoon” by the kinks]
help me, help me, help me sail away,
well give me to good reasons why i oughta stay.
cause i love to live so pleasantly,
live this life of luxury,
lazing on a sunny afternoon.

uh, yeah, and you know i’m not the sober type
so f-ckin’ high that i can barely even hold the mic
always smoking, but yea i got probation
but f-ck, rules are made to be broken right?
i’m a crazy dude, burnin’ watchin’ paper-view,
munchin’ on some asian food, roll a j, a haze or two
stay higher than harry potter flyin’ on his broom
while i’m (lazing on a sunny afternoon)
chelsea have you seen me lately, i think i’m goin’ crazy
tokin’ on a vaporizer till my brain is broken baby
rarely sober, i cant help it i’m a stoner
always got that fresh out the baggy weed aroma
when some say it’s a bad habit, i just f-ckin’ laugh at it
grab the bong and pack it and hit it until i’m asthmatic
brain always movin’ slow like it’s some bad traffic
you can’t od on pot? sh-t, i’ll take a stab at it

i’m always twistin’ up the ganja
since 8th grade graduated with high honors
no one’s getting higher when i roll the ez-wider
i’ll be chillin’ with harold and k-mar munchin’ on some sliders
where’s my f-ckin lighter, yo somebody grab the illest dose
i’ll step my game up from water bottle bongs i built myself
getting super silly, smoke fills up the room
while i’m (lazing on a sunny afternoon)
when it comes to marijuana i’m a heavy user
even puffin in my dreams, p-ss a j with freddy kruger
it’s like my medication at this point in life
i start itchin’ when i’m stuck without a joint to life
cotton mouth like i’ve been chewing on my t-shirt
girls are third, money second, but i need my weed first.
so you wanna burn? hope you got an ounce to bring
sh-t i gotta go, yo i’m late for drug counseling.

- lirik lagu chris webby

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