Here come old Smokey, he come rollin’ up lenios
He got bloodshot eyeballs, he’s one holy roller
He got hair down to his knees,
Got to be a stoner he just wants to smoke weed

He don’t care about moonshine, he got rolling papers
He got plenty bongs and he drinks Coca-Cola
He say, “I know you, you know me,
One thing I can tell you is you got to smoke weed!”

Come together, right now
Smoke some weed

He loves the suction, he grows hydroponics
He got high grade Limish, he want Marijuana
He got weed down below his trees
Sittin’ in his armchair as he rolls up his weed

Come together, right now
Smoke some weed

“Dude, man, where’d you get this weed? This shit is fuckin’ good, man!”
“Yo, essay, I got it from this homie named Smokey, always walking around
with a lenio all the time, but shit, its hard to find good shit so, you know,
I was like, “Fuck it, buy it”, shit…”

He rolled the ganja, he got really fucked up
He got smelly bong water, he won’t smoke no filters
He say, “One and one and one is three”
Got to be good looking, but he’s too high to see

Come together, right now
Smoke some weed

“Oh, my god, I am sooooo fuckin’ high right now”
“I know! This weed is soooo fuckin’ good!”
"I don't know how I'm going to cheer tomorrow, "Rah Rah, Ha-Ha-Ha!!""

Come together, Come together Yea-eah! Come together, Come together, Come together… “Yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about!”