Smokin' on them trees at 100 degrees
Never touch the breeze, just the sticky green leaves
Put it in a dutch, it gets stuck on your touch (woah)
Pack it in your bong, last long, have you on crutch

Light it up
roll it
pass it around
the scientists have found
check the rail compound

(Guy: If you look over here...)
(Madlib:Yeah I would like that glass bong, that big blue...glass one, right there.
(Guy: That one? Okay...I don't see it. Do you have the money for it? Cash only)

My man with the rasta got the best green pasta
Tree trunk bud (but that good shit'll cost ya)
Anyway, gimme an ounce of that shit (whew)
I'll half that shit with madlib, we can bounce to that shit
(Why don't you make some cookies?)
Make a batch of cookies make you feel like a rookie
Make ya eat a lot, maybe go get some nookie (ah!)

High powered ? so we can do our astro travellin'
Around the world, on a smoke tour, dabblin'
Amongst the best weed
Amsterdam and humble seeds
Weeds weeds weeds
is what we all needs needs

Light it up
roll it
pass it around
the scientists have found
check the rail compound

(People talking about pot in the form of informational clip)


Lyrics submitted by tomauty

Greenery song meanings
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