Letra de Wacky Tobaccy
Aw, yeah Uh-huh What's that smell?Wanda is a woman, she works down the hall Shows up on time, she like balls to the wall She went out to lunch with her high school friends 'Bout three hours later, she came rollin' back inWell, the boss man really jumped her Son, he wasn't joking Everybody in the office knew Wanda had been smokin'That old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you That old wacky tobaccy Kick back and let it do what it doNow you can two tote her, you can one hit him Puff it in a pipe and you can twist it in a stem You can bake it in some brownies, smoke it through a bong Roll up a great big fat one like old Cheech and ChongBurn it through a hole, in a can of Budweiser If you can't take the heat, son, vaporizerThat old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you That old wacky tobaccy Kick back and let it do what it do Now do what you doOh, yeahYou got your Mexican and Jamaican with those buds of blue Humboldt County and Hydroponic too Okeechobee Purple from down in the South And that old stuff your uncle smokes will give you cotton mouthHomegrown is healthy, synthetic can kill you My all-time favorite, Red Hair SinsemillaThat old wacky tobaccy When you feel it creeping up on you That old wacky tobaccy Kick back and let it do what it doAw, let it do what it do Yeah, it do Y'all got any Fritos?