Jimi - Beastie Boys

Oh whoa, let’s like get my bong

And do up some heavy weed

Man, I got some really heavy megsy

Meg stuff

Stone joints, it’s totally lost

It’s totally, all the time

Hey, a lot of drugs, go to hell

You ain’t got nothing nothing to say

Why don’t you just go away

You ain’t got nothing nothing to tell

Why don’t you just go to hell

You ain’t got nothing nothing in your head

Odds are coming, you could be dead

Ah, let’s get back to my bong

Yea, aah, it’s like woo