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Lyrics and translation
Original
That piff dot com, world premiere.
Won't nobody be trippin'.
Like a free people, Mr. Woodstock and when no cop.
When nobody trippin'.
Boy, don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Won't nobody be trippin'.
White snow under the microscope. Greenhouse, red light, about to eat smoke.
No laws, I feel so free there. Zero violence, weed all in the air.
I'm 'bout to hit Bob Marley's shop. Roll a big spliff with some Guinness stout.
No cameras in the red light. And them girls get tested by the government every night.
Eat a weed brownie and catch a sex show. Guy in a gorilla suit fuck a nympho.
Roll up, I feel so free here. Boss made the ice, smoke the best weed here.
But it's time to leave here. Next stop, London. Bro got a nigga in.
And I left 50 bags in the telly. They called my office up just to fucking tell me. You know?
They thought I was booked for two more days in Amsterdam in a grand hotel.
I left 50 bags of weed there, you know?
But they called me up to tell me I left my weed.
I was in London, I can't bring that shit on the plane.
You know?
Wanna go somewhere.
Where all my niggas are just livin'.
Fatality.
Like a free people, Mr. Woodstock and when no cop.
'Cause when nobody trippin'.
Boy, don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Won't nobody be trippin'.
Green Squad.
No fucking up nobody, yeah. No fucking up nobody, yeah.
Fatality.
English translation
That piff dot com, world premiere.
Won't nobody be trippin'.
Like a free people, Mr. Woodstock and when no cop.
When nobody trippin'.
Boy, don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Won't nobody be trippin'.
White snow under the microscope. Greenhouse, red light, about to eat smoke.
No laws, I feel so free there. Zero violence, weed all in the air.
I'm 'bout to hit Bob Marley's shop. Roll a big spliff with some Guinness stout.
No cameras in the red light. And them girls get tested by the government every night.
Eat a weed brownie and catch a sex show. Guy in a gorilla suit fuck a nympho.
Roll up, I feel so free here. Boss made the ice, smoke the best weed here.
But it's time to leave here. Next stop, London. Bro got a nigga in.
And I left 50 bags in the telly. They called my office up just to fucking tell me. You know?
They thought I was booked for two more days in Amsterdam in a grand hotel.
I left 50 bags of weed there, you know?
But they called me up to tell me I left my weed.
I was in London, I can't bring that shit on the plane.
You know?
Wanna go somewhere.
Where all my niggas are just livin'.
Fatality.
Like a free people, Mr. Woodstock and when no cop.
'Cause when nobody trippin'.
Boy, don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Don't you wanna go in?
Won't nobody be trippin'.
Green Squad.
No fucking up nobody, yeah. No fucking up nobody, yeah.
Fatality.