Pass the doochie
Doe-see dola
Back from sleeping
Take a look around
Make a couple calls
See what can be found
Are you hungry?
You want to feed your head?
You want to get the green
That makes your eyes red?
Give it to me, man
Whatcha waiting for?
Is this the life?
No, I'm bored
My friend Pedro's got a big sack
All we got to sell is the clothes on our back
And I don't think he needs a new pair of duds
Let's trade it for you sister Lola
She's so young she rides a strolla
Homie's loco ese
El compadre
What does he say?
Ola mola coca cola
Pass the doochie
Doe-see dola
Sit on the couch
Turn on the TV
Make some jello
Smear it on me
Turn on the black light
Let's see the strobe
She says caramba
When she sees Moby
Ola mola coca cola
Pass the doochie
Doe-see dola
If you find the bola bola
Put it in the hola hola
She goes crazy when
She hears the maracas
What you waitin' for, man
You've got the lungs
Of a gorilla
I bet you could take
A bigger hit than Godzilla
One for me and one for me
Kickin' down the blvd.
In brand new shoes
Well, you see the be girl
Got eyes for you
She said, get you finger
Outta my mouth
I said, what's the problem
He likes you, he likes you
Want to piece of the pie
And you can touch the ya
Start it all over
Ola mola coca cola Pass the doochie Doe-see dola Back from sleeping Take a look around Make a couple calls See what can be found Are you hungry? You want to feed your head? You want to get the green That makes your eyes red? Give it to me, man Whatcha waiting for? Is this the life? No, I'm bored My friend Pedro's got a big sack All we got to sell is the clothes on our back And I don't think he needs a new pair of duds Let's trade it for you sister Lola She's so young she rides a strolla Homie's loco ese El compadre What does he say? Ola mola coca cola Pass the doochie Doe-see dola Sit on the couch Turn on the TV Make some jello Smear it on me Turn on the black light Let's see the strobe She says caramba When she sees Moby Ola mola coca cola Pass the doochie Doe-see dola If you find the bola bola Put it in the hola hola She goes crazy when She hears the maracas What you waitin' for, man You've got the lungs Of a gorilla I bet you could take A bigger hit than Godzilla One for me and one for me Kickin' down the blvd. In brand new shoes Well, you see the be girl Got eyes for you She said, get you finger Outta my mouth I said, what's the problem He likes you, he likes you Want to piece of the pie And you can touch the ya Start it all over Explain Request ×
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