Twist Again

Chris Webby

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Tono:
Am We been on that La La La since '08,
F combine strains and taste
G LeBron James of vaping, volcano blazing bongs with no breaks
E Edibles on plates till I'm beyond baked
Am And I be on, indica got me gone
F Got that wax that you can't feel your body on
G Yeah that shit that you moving slow is a zombie on
E High as a cosmonaut never gon catch me not smoking
Am The best hit my chest and I take the whole rip
F Fuck a 20 bag I'll take the whole zip
G Even if the federal government oppose it
E I say fuck it and grab another nugget and puff it in public
Am Weed naps on my back like a Snorlax
F Highest alien, bouncing off of the ceiling
G I need it up in my system the minute that I record that
E Loud packed in a Raw wrap Yeah [Chorus]
Am Let's twist again, like we did last
F summer
G Let's twist again, until we all get
E high
Am I still remember when "I got the
F weed mans number"
G So lets twist again, until we learn
E to fly
Am Yeah, let's twist again
F (la la la la la la la)
G Let's twist again
E (la la la la la la la)
Am Let's twist again
F (la la la la la la la)
G Let's twist again
E (la la la la la la la) [Verse 2]
Am Still rollin' to the diner with my half off coupon
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F Bacon grilled cheese and you know I get my soup on
G Still up on that Jimmy Neutron, got the boost on
E In my spaceship, lean back in a futon
Am Whoa, even when I'm seeing the cops
F I chief pot, whether they gon' make it legal or not
G 'Cause see I smoke for recreation before it was recreational
E Take a pull, now the euphoria is undebatable
Am My terpene so aromatic
F Yeah, you can smell it from my parents attic
G To the basement 'til they say, "Chris, light an incense
E Or use some of that spray shit
Am Fuck, I can't take this! For Christ sake
F You're 28, give me a break!" (Alright mom)
G Then I go back to gettin' baked Higher than Towelie up on a balcony
E And smoking hourly and burning the Sour D like a calorie [Chorus]
Am Let's twist again, like we did last
F summer
G Let's twist again, until we all get
E high
Am I still remember when "I got the
F weed mans number"
G So lets twist again, until we learn
E to fly
Am Yeah, let's twist again
F (la la la la la la la)
G Let's twist again
E (la la la la la la la)
Am Let's twist again
F (la la la la la la la)
G Let's twist again
E (la la la la la la la) [Verse 3]
Am When that wax pen is in action
F And the smoke fill the room like Mad Men
G With those hash blends, I'm like Captain
E Kirk, when I get the purp I am blastin'
Am Off, 'til I'm lost in the stars, never come down
F Light my blunts with the sun now
G Snuffin' out the bud like a blood hound
E I'm chemically imbalanced, roll a doobie and I puff now
Am So I'm sayin', "Who got the lighter? Who got the lighter?"
F Say, "Who got the lighter? Who got the lighter?"
G Yeah, "Who got the lighter? Who got the lighter?" No, for real, who got my fuckin' lighter?
Am I need that fire from the Bic just to calm me
F And the chronic goes so strong Hoodie smelling like it's Snoop Dogg's laundry
G Twist like Chubby Checker There's nothing better on God's green Roll the palm trees and I'm gone, peace [Chorus]
Am Let's twist again, like we did last
F summer
G Let's twist again, until we all get
E high
Am I still remember when "I got the
F weed mans number"
G So lets twist again, until we learn
E to fly
Am Yeah, let's twist again
F (la la la la la la la)
G Let's twist again
E (la la la la la la la)
Am Let's twist again
F (la la la la la la la)
G Let's twist again
E (la la la la la la la)
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