Rootsie Roots - The Green

She always kick it up at the corner store

She don’t wait for anyone anymore

Always cool, when she step out the door

She’s the one you want when the rain come pour

She no go for, fancy clothes or them cars

You’ll never find her in them disco bars

She don’t debate with primary colors

She is the fire when you need some more

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

Nuff she loots and a rough she rough

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

I don’t want her to know that I love her so

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

Nuff she loots and a rough she rough

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

I don’t want her to know that I love her so

She always got the roots on the radio

She always grow the ganja outside her door

Her skin is smooth like a golden crème

She comes on me in my sweetest dreams

She don’t gotta go to my school anymore

She come to me leaving her tricks at the door

Her dreadlocks roll down onto the floor

She my empress I’m her emperor

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

Nuff she loots and a rough she rough

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

I don’t want her to know that I love her so

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

Nuff she loots and a rough she rough

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

I don’t want her to know, know, know

She always kick it up

She’s the one you want when the rain come pour

She no go for

She is the fire when you need some more

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

Nuff she loots and a rough she rough

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

I don’t want her to know, know, know

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

Nuff she loots and a rough she rough

Rootsie Roots and a puff she puff

I don’t want her to know that I love her so