Rolling my home grown, smoking a big bone,
Look at that ganja all covered with oil,
Using my tweezers, got pot in the freezer,
Made a new pipe out of aluminum foil,
Wasted away again in Marijuanaville,
Searching for my roach clip on a rope (on a rope, on a rope, on a rope)
Some people claim there's a woman to blame,
But I know it is all this damn dope.
Dont know the reason, I stayed here all season,
I blew out my bong pipe
Ran out of Bud light
But I found some stash I had hidden at home,
Put it into a blender
These little fudge brownies that help me get stoned.
Wasted away again in Marajuanaville,