Said colt 45 and two zigzags Baby that's all we need We can go to the park, after dark Smoke that tumbleweed As the marijuana burn we can take our turn Singin' them dirty rap songs Stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong And sell tapes from here to hong kong So roll, roll, roll my joint Pick out the seeds and stems Feeling high as hell flyin' through palmdale Skatin' on jaggy rims So roll, roll, the '83 cadilaac coupe deville If my tapes and my cds just don't sell I bet my caddy will