"Stoner Girl" lyrics
"Stoner Girl"
(feat. Pat Brown)
I need a stoner girl
That's what I need
I need a stoner girl
MOD SUN
And we get high, high, high (Yo)
I said I'm lookin' for a girl who can smoke like I do,
Does what she wants and not what she has to,
She got a piercing and she even got some tattoos,
And you can bring her everywhere because she mad cool,
No strings attached we keep it casual,
And when you don't text back she don't get mad at you,
She keep it chill don't ever cut my attitude,
Even when I disappear out in Malibu,
And she smell like kush and Chanel,
Keep the pipe in a purse right next to the lip gloss,
Carry a scale but she don't sell,
Straight chillaxing, gettin' high as a tip-top,
Non-stop I would swap this chick is the shit the one I'mma kick it with,
Big-shot got her own spot never slip got a friend with benefits,
Spark pot in the parking lot
Get lit, always gotta roach clip
And when I meet her we'll be,
Staying up 'til dawn 'cause we talk all night,
Blowin' smoke in the wind watchin' the sunrise
(I need a stoner girl)
Layin 'round all day in the summer heat,
Gettin' high with you and it feels so sweet
(I need a stoner girl)
We get high, high, high,
And we get high, high, high, (stoner girl)
We get high, high, high,
And we get high,
And we get high, high, high,
And we get high, high, high, (stoner girl)
We get high, high, high,
And we get high,
She crack a Swisher open with her manicured finger nails,
Twisted up perfect every time, (Yeah she never fails)
Give a whole new meaning to high fashion females,
And she takin' bigger hits than me,
Green eyes surrounded by red,
Got a feather in her hair silk scarf on her head,
Aviator glasses and turquoise rings,
And she prefers to wear beads over bling-bling,
Ring-ring when she hit me on my cellphone,
She try to match how the hell can I tell her no,
She picks me up in the old school hoopty
I hop in the front-seat and shotgun a dooby
So if you wanna come and take a cruise with me,
We could smoke a couple Ls in the backseat,
Oh, we ain't got no time to waste,
'Cause' it's almost 4:20!
Staying up 'til dawn 'cause we talk all night,
Blowin' smoke in the wind watchin' the sunrise
(I need a stoner girl)
Layin 'round all day in the summer heat,
Gettin' high with you and it feels so sweet
(I need a stoner girl)
And we get high, high, high,
And we get high, high, high,
And we get high, high, high,
And we get high,
And we get high, high, high,
And we get high, high, high,
And we get high, high, high,
And we get high,
(We get)
High, high, high,
High, high, stoner girl
(We get)
High, high, high,
High, high, stoner girl
High, high, high,
High, high, high,
She likes the way I sag my pants that I used to play in bands,
And she likes the way I think that I can dance,
She likes that I'm always smilin' and hardly ever silent,
She likes the way I never resort to violence,
She like it when I'm freestylin' so she beat box
She gots rhythm and got me free willing like Bob Dylan,
But it's still no girlfriend 'til I make a million!
Staying up 'til dawn 'cause we talk all night,
Blowin' smoke in the wind watchin' the sunrise
(I need a stoner girl)
Layin 'round all day in the summer heat,
Gettin' high with you and it feels so sweet
(I need a stoner girl)
Thanks to Sodo Gin for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to cassie, Nicole C. Berning, MeerMeer, hippiefromnepal, Sodo Gin for correcting these lyrics.
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- MOD SUN Lyrics
EP:
"Happy As Fuck" (2012)
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