Wacky Tobaccy

Ahh yeah What's that smell? Wanda is a woman she works down the hall Shows up on time, she's like balls to the wall She went out to lunch with her high school friends 'Bout three hours later she came rollin' back in Well the boss man really jumped her Son he wasn't joking Everybody in the office knew wanda had been smokin' That old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you That old wacky tobaccy Kick back and let it do what it do Know you can two tote her, you can one hit him Puff it in a pipe and you can twist it in a stem You can bake it in some brownies, smoke it through a bong Roll up a great big fat one like ol' Cheech and Chong Burn it through a hole, in a can of Budweiser If you can't take the heat son vaporizer That old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you That old wacky tobaccy Kick back and let it do what it do Now do what you do Oh yeah You got your Mexican and Jamaican with those buds of blue Humboldt County and hydroponic too Okeechobee purple from down in the south And that ol' stuff your uncle smokes 'ill give you cotton mouth Homegrown is healthy, synthetic can kill ya, my all time favorite is redhead sensimilla That old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you That old wacky tobaccy Kick back and let it do what it do Awww let it do what it do Yeah it do Y'all got any Fritos