Twist Again (La La La) lyrics - Chris Webby

See

We been on that La La La since '08

Combine strains and taste

Lebron james of vaping

Volcano blazing bongs with no breaks

Edibles on plates till I'm beyond baked

And I be on and it g-g-got me gone

Got that wax that you can't feel your body on

Yeah That shit that you moving slow is a zombie on

High as a cosmonaut never gon catch me not smoking

The best hit my chest and I take the whole rip

Fuck a 20 bag I'll take the whole zip

Even if the federal government oppose it

I say fuck it and grab another nugget and puff it in public

Weed naps on my back like a Snorlax

Highest alien bouncing off of the ceiling

I need it up in my system the minute that I record that

Loud pack in a wall rat

Yeah

Let's twist again

Like we did last summer

Let's twist again

Until we all get high

I still remember when "I got the weed mans number"

So let's twist again

Til we learn to fly

Yeah

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Still rollin to the diner with my half off coupon

Bacon grilled cheese and you know I get my soup on

Still up on that Jimmy Neutron

Got the boost on in my spaceship

Lean back in a futon

Whoa

Even when I'm seeing the cops

I chief pot whether they gon make it legal or not

Cause see I smoke for recreation before it was recreational

Take a pull

Now the euphoria is undebatable

My terpene so aromatic

Yeah

You can smell it from my parents attic to the basement

To they say

"Chris, light an incense, or use some of that spray shit, fuck I can't take this! For Christ sake you're 28, give me a break!"

(Alright mom)

Then I go back to getting baked

Higher than Towelie up on a balcony

And smoking hourly and burning the Sour D like a calorie

Let's twist again

Like we did last summer

Let's twist again

Until we all get high

I still remember when "I got the weed mans number"

So let's twist again

Til we learn to fly

Yeah

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

When that wax pen is in action

And the smoke fill the room like Mad Men

With those hash blends

I'm like Captain Kirk

When I get the purp I am blasting off

Til I'm lost in the stars

Never come down

Light my blunts with the sun now

Snuffing out the bud like a blood hound

I'm chemically imbalanced roll a doobie and I puff now

So I'm saying "Who got the lighter, who got the lighter"

Say "Who got the lighter, who got the lighter"

Yeah "Who got the lighter, who got the lighter"

No, for real, who got my fuckin lighter

I need that fire from the Bic just to calm me

And the chronic goes so strong

Hoodie smelling like it's Snoop Doggs Laundry

Twist like Chubby Checker

There's nothing better on Gods green

Roll the palm trees

And I'm gone

Peace

Let's twist again

Like we did last summer

Let's twist again

Until we all get high

I still remember when "I got the weed mans number"

So let's twist again

Til we learn to fly

Yeah

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)

Let's twist again

(La la la la la la la)