Lyrics: Ryan Rogers/Thibault Desouches
Music: Pierre-Jean Reviriego
Smoke on ther herb
Until we get red eyes
Hot box the club
Till everybody get high
Popping bottles smoking bud
spaced like a jeddii
Green cross and g rhyme
Always coming with the weed rhyme
Pass the mic like a pass the spliff
Set it a light like an, arsonist
General wi da mic alchemist
Got whole heap a lyrics an whole hits
So tun the volume tun up the sound
Roll up the spliff and pass it round
Pass I to me I'll pass it to you
Smoke all day cos that's what we do
See a mic An me grab this
Boss up a set mi nuh practice
We just roll through with a big fat zoot nona dem can come match this
This gonna be magic mana bad combo pon a mad beat
Yo an its not tragic it got the flavours that taste mad sweet
Welcome inna the brigante zoo
Double g come with a big anthem
Green cross and the g rhyme g 2
Do it for the ladies and the man dem
Me nah laugh me no joker smoker
When the beat kicks in like kung fu
Pass me the kush no me nuh de pon a vodka
Stinking of herbs when whenwe roll trough
Smoke on the herb
Until we get red eyes
Hot box the club
Till everybody get high
Popping bottles smoking bud
spaced like a jeddii
Green cross and g rhyme
Always coming with the weed rhyme
So get the rizla get the weed
get tabaco that's all I need
Put it in wrap the skin
Art or rolling let that begin
Smell the essence smell the smell the herbs
Smoke it up n write a verse 1
Green cross light it first
Come with a the weed so diverse
One ya name lemon/haze/kush/widow
Big the smuggler that bring back the kilol
Big bags fat like hippo
Roll big joints that stretch like limo
Rite now we Have to big up the farmers
N kick out all these pussy informers ounce to a have to a quarter
Give it to the shops to sell it pon di corners
Smoke on the herb
Until we get red eyes
Hot box the club
Till everybody get high
Popping bottles smoking bud
spaced like a jeddii
Green cross and g rhyme
Always coming with the weed rhyme