Rip This Joint lyrics

Mama says yes Papa says no Make up you mind ’cause I gotta go I’m gonna raise hell at the union hall Drive myself right over the wall Rip this joint, gonna save your soul Round and round and round we go Roll this joint, gonna get down low Start my starter, gonna stop the show Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Mister president, mister immigration man Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land I’m tampa bound and memphis too Short fat fanny coming through Dig that sound on the radio Then slip it right across into buffalo Dick and pat in ole d.c. Well they’re gonna hold some shit for me Ying yang, you’re my thing Oh, now, baby, won’t you hear me sing? Flip flop, fit to drop Come on baby, let it rock Woah Woah Oh, now, baby, won’t you hear me sing? Flip flop, fit to drop Come on baby, let it rock