Tha Weed Song Lyrics - Bi-polar - Vanilla Ice

Now here's a Zig Zag story while I'm writing this song 

Sit back relax I'm igniting this bong 

Picture this sandy beaches dimes wearin thongs 

Serving mixed drinks to me all night long 

With me feet back puffin on my weed sack 

Shit you can't believe that people ask me 

Where you buy your trees at 

Got the Bombay Ganje lime green 

Sticky icky Ganja got me needing Visine 

Like a magic carpet ride come fly with me 

And this is for my homies that get high with me 

Just crack the Phillie open cause we keep on smoking 

Dimes rubbin on lotion 

Feet soaking in the ocean 

On a tropical Island staying sunny 

We outta Phillies take these skins somebody roll a Mummy 

Now people say money makes the world go round 

So come escape with me and let's puff on a pound. 

Chorus: 

So high fly through the sky 

And ride my life high 

Fly through the sky 

No matter what you say 

Feeling so alright so Ire today 

Fire de go blaze 

No responsibility man 

No responsible 

Me I go rolling a fat blunt 

Smoking the fat blunt 

This is my goal. 

Take it easy Rastaman 

I will now go blaze 

From Kingston Jamaica 

Bombay to India 

Smoking in the air 

What da da da day 

Some of them are smoking 

Weed to take away frustration 

I and I do it for me aggravation 

Dreadlock to Babylon are selling everyday 

Come me say 

Bringing it back on the boat back to the USA 

With the ganja me floating me floating away 

Why not come and puff with me and then we go fly away 

Chorus repeat 

Well it's the sticky icky bomb Holmes 

Got the fat sacks puffier than Sean Combs 

It's the Ice man back blowin dookie out the nostrils 

In the studio creating shit that's colossal 

Apostle of the green bud see me bleemed up 

In my 430 Lexus off in Texas teamed up 

With the Darkman and we're blazing 

Some headbanging shit yo the Ice'll come equipped 

To spit with the best cause I'm all about mine 

I got dimes of smoke that'll make you float on cloud nine 

Then I shine just like a beacon in the night 

Pass me the Thai I get high on the mic 

For real a zig zag story for my peeps 

Bangin in the Jeeps while you slang it in the streets 

Like Napalm I'm way gone and now it's time to bounce 

It's the weed song come with me and smoke an ounce 

Chorus repeat