Been smokin a pack of reds on a mondee night
Making my way to my 5th busch light
Can of copenhagen stuffed in my jeans
It's a hell of a time if ya know what I mean
But nothin gets me going
Like a fresh rolled joint smokin
Pack that god damn bitch on up
And light son of a bitch on up
Maybe it's time I sit down and roll up one
Beer's goin flat and the cigs are done
So give me an 8th and pack of sticks
So we can blow this blunt and get lit
After all the smoke's settles down
I'll need to catch a ride outta town
Back to the back roads runnin around
Gonna eat a fat burger that I buy downtown
But nothin gets me going
Like a fresh rolled joint smokin
Pack that god damn bitch on up
And light son of a bitch on up
Maybe it's time I sit down and roll up one
Beer's goin flat and the cigs are done
So give me an 8th and pack of sticks
So we can blow this blunt and get lit
Stenbevens - Mondee Lyrics
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Been smokin a pack of reds on a mondee night
Making my way to my 5th busch light
Can of copenhagen stuffed in my jeans
It's a hell of a time if ya know what I mean
But nothin gets me going
Like a fresh rolled joint smokin
Pack that god damn bitch on up
And light son of a bitch on up
Maybe it's time I sit down and roll up one
Beer's goin flat and the cigs are done
So give me an 8th and pack of sticks
So we can blow this blunt and get lit
After all the smoke's settles down
I'll need to catch a ride outta town
Back to the back roads runnin around
Gonna eat a fat burger that I buy downtown
But nothin gets me going
Like a fresh rolled joint smokin
Pack that god damn bitch on up
And light son of a bitch on up
Maybe it's time I sit down and roll up one
Beer's goin flat and the cigs are done
So give me an 8th and pack of sticks
So we can blow this blunt and get lit
Making my way to my 5th busch light
Can of copenhagen stuffed in my jeans
It's a hell of a time if ya know what I mean
But nothin gets me going
Like a fresh rolled joint smokin
Pack that god damn bitch on up
And light son of a bitch on up
Maybe it's time I sit down and roll up one
Beer's goin flat and the cigs are done
So give me an 8th and pack of sticks
So we can blow this blunt and get lit
After all the smoke's settles down
I'll need to catch a ride outta town
Back to the back roads runnin around
Gonna eat a fat burger that I buy downtown
But nothin gets me going
Like a fresh rolled joint smokin
Pack that god damn bitch on up
And light son of a bitch on up
Maybe it's time I sit down and roll up one
Beer's goin flat and the cigs are done
So give me an 8th and pack of sticks
So we can blow this blunt and get lit
Writer: Ben Stevens
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