(CHORUS) Too many hits, and not enough time. A couple Vicodins and a of wine. Two big titties and a ass beat. One and my day is complete.
X: I got a feeling, for the flavor I place a to my next door neighbor. He's got a growroom, in bloom He said, "Drive by, half past noon" He'd have tasters, sample the vapors. We get our heads high skyscrapers. I brought the papers and party favors, Like Biz Markie said, "Nothin' can ya." My girl's trippin, I'm red wine, She says that I ever spend enough time. We roll some kind, I press rewind, hit that shit the front and behind, yeah. You know the time, the crime rhyme A crooked politician, soon I'm be the mayor. I'll change the and this whole jurisdiction To weed, come and sign the petition.
(CHORUS x2)
A loadie-dawdie, came to party I don't cause no trouble, I don't nobody - We're, some Kings who rock on the mic. And when we walk up on the mic, we the mic right.
You blazin' then you down with the set, yeahh. We got the type of bud that make you it. The type of shit that you wanna write a rap Spit a flow, go to bed, and get head up on the floo' (OHHH!) Hands up to old school beat, Swayin' and forth from the West to the East We high, yeah, we drinkin' our drinks Got everybody on the Kottonmouth Kings So we dec-a-de, and we keep our thang, down to the boogie, the boogie, the bang bang, to the boogie, the boogie, the bang, Just an thang, how we do the bang-bang. (JUST AN THANG)
(CHORUS x2) Johnny
It's a everyday (day) thang, around my way (way) Yo, what you say? (say) pass me the hay (hay) See we don't (play), we smoke out the bay(bay) The that make you crazy: (OH MY GOD, I'M CRAZYYYYYYY) Around noon, I to get up, fuck, go back to bed Then at 2, I hit the snooze and get a little Around 9, I get the wine and sippin' the red The next day, get up, and do it all again. It's just a thang around these parts. Catch me coolin' in my yard a joint, puffin' hard. And I always got a beer by, and close to hand, A proud King in his castle, lookin' his land. Now understand what's good for me not be right for yourself Some people pray I go to Heaven, others me to hell. But what's a playa 'posed to do, yo, I can be me, And for these Kings, this is my everyday thang (IT'S JUST AN THANG)
(CHORUS x2)
Just an everyday thang, Just an everyday, thang (x4)