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No, you can't stop this it's already started You can't pull the smell back after somebody farted All you can do is turn a fan on And stand strong And hope you got the lungs of a fuckin marathon, runner It's a wonder how I love the skunk And how I love the boom boom comin out the trunk And yes I make it happen best time of your life All we need is captain, a fat blunt, and a light Tonight I wanna Get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way Richter's at it again I wanna Get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way Richter's at it again So make some room Move Get outta my way I'm about to take it back to NWA days Letras de cancionesWith an attitude catch me crusin the streets Got a couple a brews in the cooler next to my feet But when I show up Get drunk then throw up Then refill my cup You mad, well so what I don't give a fuck Circle A on my thumb knuck Got broads lining up like my name was Good Luck Chuck Kick ass and always laughin like the Joker on speed But methamphetamine ain't for me I'm all about the weed Sticky green Keep it clean Organically grown After 4 o clock I'm startin with the shots of Patron Tonight I wanna Get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way Richter's at it again I wanna Get high, get drunk, get lit Get a limo and after that get some chicks Get a tattoo get a new nickname Get the fuck out my way Richter's at it again From Letras Mania