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wine & weed - tom macdonald lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
i got that wine and that weed, baby, yeah

[chorus]
i sip on one, i smoke that weed
i pop a bottle, bust a g
i drink the blood of jesus christ and i smoke that holy tree
marijuana take over me, i pop a cork, toast to me
they say i think i’m too hot, what? am i supposed to freeze?

[verse 1]
blaze that haze on a daily basis
crazy dudes need medication
i got the reds and the whites agin’ in the bas*m*nt
i got the reds on a rack and the white’s refrigerated
and i got the green on the table, right next to the papers

[pre*chorus]
bob marley rockin’ in thе background
two joints, half a bottle, d*mn, i just sat down
wine and weed until i pass out, black out
three blunts, three cups, three strikes, mac out
i’m swimmin’ in thе bottom of the bottle
i’m flyin’ like the smoke from the purple haze
[chorus]
i sip on one, i smoke that weed
i pop a bottle, bust a g
i drink the blood of jesus christ and i smoke that holy tree
marijuana take over me, i pop a cork, toast to me
they say i think i’m too hot, what? am i supposed to freeze?

[post*chorus]
tip it back, sip it back
take a hit, fl!ck the ash
clip the roach, dips the glass
pretty soon it slips to black
wake up on the living room carpet
empty bottles, brokenhearted
sunlight dancin’ on the curtain, pick up just where i started
i got that wine and that weed, baby, yeah

[verse 2]
spark it in the whip, my zippo check the city out my window
check to see which way the wind blow
exhalin’ a cloud of spliff smoke
watch the sunrise, dip the blunt in fine wine
wine and weed, weed and wine
wine and cheese, i dine

[pre*chorus]
led zeppelin rockin’ in the background
pink floyd, “comfortably numb”, d*mn, i just sat down
wine and weed until i pass out, black out
three js, three drinks, three strikes, mac out
i’m swimmin’ in the bottom of the bottle
i’m flyin’ like the smoke from the purple haze
[chorus]
i sip on one, i smoke that weed
i pop a bottle, bust a g
i drink the blood of jesus christ and i smoke that holy tree
marijuana take over me, i pop a cork, toast to me
they say i think i’m too hot, what? am i supposed to freeze?

[post*chorus]
tip it back, sip it back
take a hit, fl!ck the ash
clip the roach, dips the glass
pretty soon it kicks my ass
i wake up on the living room carpet
empty bottles, brokenhearted
sunlight dancin’ on the curtain, pick up just where i started

- tom macdonald lyrics

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