[Intro]
Yo....yo Let me hit that shit
Aight
(Bong sounds)
(Inale and cough counds)
Oh shit..thats that good
I'm ready to go in
(Hook x2)
Yeah bitch, Yeah bitch, call me Tommy Chong
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Tommy Chong
I'm a stoner boy, I'mma I'mma stoner boy
Im a stoner boy, fuck a bowl I need bongs
Gunz!
[Verse 1]
I'mma down south Florida stoner boy, down south Florida stoner boy
Getting faded with my homies, and you can find me in Sarasota, boy
Chiefing on that loud pack, making tracks that sound crack
And ain't nobody stopping me, so bitch you better (get back)
Feeling like a skyscraper, I go in like some vibrators, Bitch I'm high right now, and your girlfriends going to be bi later
You can call me T-Rex, but I'mma round more green than a herbivore, they thinking I'm from another planet, cause I"m something they never heard before
Swerving to the store, to go and grab another swisher, roll it up homie,yo its thicker than a bar of snickers
Tell your main ho to drop dome, while you lurking all her pictures, bitch its T-Gunna, don't make me go and pull that trigger
Smoking on that killer, Homie I'm so fucking gone, Call this shit Hulk Hogan,cause you know its very strong
Call me Tommy Chong, fuck a bowl yo I need bongs
Turn it up louder, and go and cram this fucking song
(Hook x2)
Yeah bitch, Yeah bitch, call me tommy chong
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me tommy chong
I'm a stoner boy, I'mma I'mma stoner boy
Im a stoner boy, fuck a bowl I need bongs
[Verse 2]
(Too High) Clique we in the building, tobacco on the floor from all the blunt spilling
Homie I'm just chilling, headed for the millions, you can catch me round more trees than a motherfucking chameleon
(Yeah bitch) Yeah bitch and its t-gunz, don't fuck with me homie, cause I am not thee one
Bitch I'm the shit, and you jut got thee runs, I've been killing this track ever since it begun
7-6-5-4-3-2-1, this joint is done, so I'mma roll a new one
Faded at the bar drinking cause I just turned 2-1, and if we fucking, I'mma wrap it up cause I don't want a new son
(Yeah!) This ganja got the best of me
(Yeah!) This ganja got the best of me
Tommy Gunz and Too High Clique that's the recipe
And it's just a fucking plant, so why you bitches stressing me?
Legals wack, ugh legals wack, If you smoking on the fake shit then go get smacked
Tell my dealer I need a sack, half O of green crack
Roll them bitches up, and we smoking em back to back
(Hook x3)
Yeah bitch, Yeah bitch, call me tommy chong
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me tommy chong
I'm a stoner boy, I'mma I'mma stoner boy
Im a stoner boy, fuck a bowl I need bongs
