| Song | Irie Feelin |
| Artist | Kottonmouth Kings |
| Album | Koast II Koast |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kumagai, McNutt, Miller ... | |
| [CHORUS]We got that smooth irie feelin' we put it down | |
| We got that smooth irie feelin' with the reggae sound | |
| We got that smooth irie feelin' blazin' on these pounds | |
| With that smooth irie feelin' | |
| Kottonmouth | |
| Kings earned our | |
| KrownYa'll can catch me in the parking lot smoking blunts feeling dizzy | |
| Know I spark a lot | |
| D-Loc I'm always getting shitty | |
| Hanging out with all the hippies blazing bomb buds in every city | |
| Always got some | |
| Zig Zag's and a old school fifty | |
| Something to put in it like crack and if it ain't green then it's wack | |
| So put that garbage back in your backpack | |
| Leave the session start walking we don't smoke none of that | |
| Give me the | |
| Bud Light sit down and start talking | |
| Where you at | |
| I'm over here no | |
| I'm over there | |
| Where'd you say you were | |
| Loc?Shit dog | |
| I'm everywhere | |
| I'm always on the creep coming through your speakers high | |
| Like Bob Marley busting over the fresh reggae beat | |
| While you probably in the backyard drinking | |
| Trying to get your boogie on but you can't even dance at all | |
| You barely got any rhythm you just like the song | |
| Now everybody sing along[CHORUS] | |
| Although it's stony | |
| I ain't even claiming | |
| RastaI got that love and respect for the ganja | |
| Rebel music makes the soul grow stronger | |
| I eat my oysters so | |
| I go a little longer | |
| I swim deep when the reaper starts closing in | |
| I'm a dreamer not a sleeper ask my closest friends | |
| I like living in the moment giving mad love | |
| And when this life is getting tough | |
| I'm never giving up | |
| I let the rhythm and the herbals get the best of me | |
| The irie feelin' always seemed to be my destiny | |
| A higher power | |
| I can hear the spirits calling me | |
| Positivity injected to me musically | |
| Resignating kinda laid back | |
| Just turn the music up and dig into your weed sack | |
| I know you're digging this | |
| I know you're feeling me | |
| We're just living free | |
| Getting' irie[CHORUS] | |
| It's been about 15 years that | |
| I've been married to the ganja | |
| And our relationship has only grown stronger | |
| You know that feeling that you get when you make love | |
| Well that's the feeling that | |
| I get smoking on my bud | |
| I live the irie life there ain't no denying that | |
| Richter staying stoned always blazing hits back to back | |
| The twenty sack barely gets my day started | |
| If I wake up in a daze then | |
| I went to bed retarded | |
| The world revolves around money and greed | |
| But for me the world revolves around you guessed it weed | |
| Too many stony things to see and irie people to meet | |
| So with that said | |
| I leave you all with a goodbye and peace[CHORUS] |
| zuo ci : Kumagai, McNutt, Miller ... | |
| CHORUS We got that smooth irie feelin' we put it down | |
| We got that smooth irie feelin' with the reggae sound | |
| We got that smooth irie feelin' blazin' on these pounds | |
| With that smooth irie feelin' | |
| Kottonmouth | |
| Kings earned our | |
| KrownYa' ll can catch me in the parking lot smoking blunts feeling dizzy | |
| Know I spark a lot | |
| DLoc I' m always getting shitty | |
| Hanging out with all the hippies blazing bomb buds in every city | |
| Always got some | |
| Zig Zag' s and a old school fifty | |
| Something to put in it like crack and if it ain' t green then it' s wack | |
| So put that garbage back in your backpack | |
| Leave the session start walking we don' t smoke none of that | |
| Give me the | |
| Bud Light sit down and start talking | |
| Where you at | |
| I' m over here no | |
| I' m over there | |
| Where' d you say you were | |
| Loc? Shit dog | |
| I' m everywhere | |
| I' m always on the creep coming through your speakers high | |
| Like Bob Marley busting over the fresh reggae beat | |
| While you probably in the backyard drinking | |
| Trying to get your boogie on but you can' t even dance at all | |
| You barely got any rhythm you just like the song | |
| Now everybody sing along CHORUS | |
| Although it' s stony | |
| I ain' t even claiming | |
| RastaI got that love and respect for the ganja | |
| Rebel music makes the soul grow stronger | |
| I eat my oysters so | |
| I go a little longer | |
| I swim deep when the reaper starts closing in | |
| I' m a dreamer not a sleeper ask my closest friends | |
| I like living in the moment giving mad love | |
| And when this life is getting tough | |
| I' m never giving up | |
| I let the rhythm and the herbals get the best of me | |
| The irie feelin' always seemed to be my destiny | |
| A higher power | |
| I can hear the spirits calling me | |
| Positivity injected to me musically | |
| Resignating kinda laid back | |
| Just turn the music up and dig into your weed sack | |
| I know you' re digging this | |
| I know you' re feeling me | |
| We' re just living free | |
| Getting' irie CHORUS | |
| It' s been about 15 years that | |
| I' ve been married to the ganja | |
| And our relationship has only grown stronger | |
| You know that feeling that you get when you make love | |
| Well that' s the feeling that | |
| I get smoking on my bud | |
| I live the irie life there ain' t no denying that | |
| Richter staying stoned always blazing hits back to back | |
| The twenty sack barely gets my day started | |
| If I wake up in a daze then | |
| I went to bed retarded | |
| The world revolves around money and greed | |
| But for me the world revolves around you guessed it weed | |
| Too many stony things to see and irie people to meet | |
| So with that said | |
| I leave you all with a goodbye and peace CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Kumagai, McNutt, Miller ... | |
| CHORUS We got that smooth irie feelin' we put it down | |
| We got that smooth irie feelin' with the reggae sound | |
| We got that smooth irie feelin' blazin' on these pounds | |
| With that smooth irie feelin' | |
| Kottonmouth | |
| Kings earned our | |
| KrownYa' ll can catch me in the parking lot smoking blunts feeling dizzy | |
| Know I spark a lot | |
| DLoc I' m always getting shitty | |
| Hanging out with all the hippies blazing bomb buds in every city | |
| Always got some | |
| Zig Zag' s and a old school fifty | |
| Something to put in it like crack and if it ain' t green then it' s wack | |
| So put that garbage back in your backpack | |
| Leave the session start walking we don' t smoke none of that | |
| Give me the | |
| Bud Light sit down and start talking | |
| Where you at | |
| I' m over here no | |
| I' m over there | |
| Where' d you say you were | |
| Loc? Shit dog | |
| I' m everywhere | |
| I' m always on the creep coming through your speakers high | |
| Like Bob Marley busting over the fresh reggae beat | |
| While you probably in the backyard drinking | |
| Trying to get your boogie on but you can' t even dance at all | |
| You barely got any rhythm you just like the song | |
| Now everybody sing along CHORUS | |
| Although it' s stony | |
| I ain' t even claiming | |
| RastaI got that love and respect for the ganja | |
| Rebel music makes the soul grow stronger | |
| I eat my oysters so | |
| I go a little longer | |
| I swim deep when the reaper starts closing in | |
| I' m a dreamer not a sleeper ask my closest friends | |
| I like living in the moment giving mad love | |
| And when this life is getting tough | |
| I' m never giving up | |
| I let the rhythm and the herbals get the best of me | |
| The irie feelin' always seemed to be my destiny | |
| A higher power | |
| I can hear the spirits calling me | |
| Positivity injected to me musically | |
| Resignating kinda laid back | |
| Just turn the music up and dig into your weed sack | |
| I know you' re digging this | |
| I know you' re feeling me | |
| We' re just living free | |
| Getting' irie CHORUS | |
| It' s been about 15 years that | |
| I' ve been married to the ganja | |
| And our relationship has only grown stronger | |
| You know that feeling that you get when you make love | |
| Well that' s the feeling that | |
| I get smoking on my bud | |
| I live the irie life there ain' t no denying that | |
| Richter staying stoned always blazing hits back to back | |
| The twenty sack barely gets my day started | |
| If I wake up in a daze then | |
| I went to bed retarded | |
| The world revolves around money and greed | |
| But for me the world revolves around you guessed it weed | |
| Too many stony things to see and irie people to meet | |
| So with that said | |
| I leave you all with a goodbye and peace CHORUS |