Letras
Lighters high up in the sky
Blaze the way show me where the green
Gonna' phone home
Sorry mom, I love these sticky little treez (I'm crusin')
Cruisin', are ya fellas lookin' for a bruisin'?
Cadillac Coupe DeVille, we'll steal the shoes off ya feet!
And we're rollin', sticky little treez, it's the weekend
Funny looks don't bother me, we're green, but we're family (green)
Oh, please help me load this bowl
Windows up and don't let out the antidote
Lighters high up in the sky
Blaze the way show me where the green (yeah)
Gonna' phone home
Sorry mom, I love these sticky little treez (I'm crusin')
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I'm gon' do me, you gon' do you, let's get this straight (let's get this straight)
This feel like déjà vu 'cause I knew one day it would happen this way (I know it)
Already saw it dreamed it (dreamed it) sticky treez this my season (yeah)
Can't get higher than this, I could try to take you, but you might not reach it
Hippie and it ain't no secret, but lately I'm moving like Rastas
So, I'm keeping options gotcha, letting them swing Sinatra
Life's a trip, the strip, they treat themselves like chips and dip
They switch up quick, I'm way too cool to flip the script
Let me light my spliff, hold on
Oh, please, help me load this bowl
Windows up and don't let out the antidote
Lighters high up in the sky
Blaze the way show me where the green (yeah)
Gonna phone home
Sorry mom, I love these sticky little treez (I'm cruisin')
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh