Up in Smoke Songtext
von Hollywood Undead
Up in Smoke Songtext
So, everybody, get down, just got outta rehab
I′m so high
And I'm so high
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh shit, damn, had a couple too many
Didn′t have shit planned, mixing vodka with Henny
Now I can't sit down ′cause I'm already spinning
Acting like I′m rich, man, spending every penny
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads
'Cause I′m so high, I can′t feel my face
'Cause me and weed go together like Diddy and Mase
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
And, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
I fuck with a six-pack, bong, or a zig-zag
Shit, don't puke, here, choke on a Tic-Tac
I walked a line, but my eyes are crooked
A couple more drinks, bitch, now you′re good-looking
Motherfucking real Hollywood, not some B-list actor
I′m faded as fuck, watch me moonwalk backwards
It's a house party, Los Angeles
So fuck the 5-0, my middle fingers are up
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
And, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
Blowing and banging every day in the low, low
I roll slow 'cause I′m allergic to popo
I smoke the douj when I chill with the Cholos
And y′all smoke pole 'cause you′re chilling with homos
I sip Patrón, and I chase it with SoCo
Pants so low, got my balls in a choke-hold
Bitches getting naked, and they're posing for photos
And hopping on my dick like my shit is a pogo
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Let′s get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads
'Cause I′m so high, I can't feel my face
'Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-Dog
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Let′s get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads
′Cause I'm so high, I can′t feel my face
'Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-Dog
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, I′m so high
Oh no, I'm so high
Oh no, I′m so high
Oh no, I'm so high
I′m so high
And I'm so high
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh shit, damn, had a couple too many
Didn′t have shit planned, mixing vodka with Henny
Now I can't sit down ′cause I'm already spinning
Acting like I′m rich, man, spending every penny
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads
'Cause I′m so high, I can′t feel my face
'Cause me and weed go together like Diddy and Mase
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
And, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
I fuck with a six-pack, bong, or a zig-zag
Shit, don't puke, here, choke on a Tic-Tac
I walked a line, but my eyes are crooked
A couple more drinks, bitch, now you′re good-looking
Motherfucking real Hollywood, not some B-list actor
I′m faded as fuck, watch me moonwalk backwards
It's a house party, Los Angeles
So fuck the 5-0, my middle fingers are up
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
And, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
Blowing and banging every day in the low, low
I roll slow 'cause I′m allergic to popo
I smoke the douj when I chill with the Cholos
And y′all smoke pole 'cause you′re chilling with homos
I sip Patrón, and I chase it with SoCo
Pants so low, got my balls in a choke-hold
Bitches getting naked, and they're posing for photos
And hopping on my dick like my shit is a pogo
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Let′s get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads
'Cause I′m so high, I can't feel my face
'Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-Dog
So, everybody, get down like you just got outta rehab
Let′s get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads
′Cause I'm so high, I can′t feel my face
'Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-Dog
Oh no, the bottle′s low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more
Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can′t feel my face no more
Oh no, I′m so high
Oh no, I'm so high
Oh no, I′m so high
Oh no, I'm so high
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