Fill My Bowl
It was one one the most resourceful days I think I've ever seen, I was leavin’ the turf club, on my way to see Frank Levine. Walkin' through the concourse, glad to be out of the rain, who do I see, but my homie Lou "The Brain." He asked me if I still had that herb, that was stinkin', I said "Muthafucka, let me see a Ben Franklin." He looked at me all funny, I think he thought I was playin’, "You don't plan on payin'? What the fuck you sayin'?"
If you got the kush, well then you better give it up, forget about the cheddar. I could pay you back, my friend whatever. Can you fill my bowl?
Nothin' like the scent of sweet sativa, had a taste, and now I'm a believer. All I'm tryin' to do, is smoke some chiba. Can you fill my bowl?
Can you fill my bowl?
Can you fill my bowl?
Can you fill my bowl?
If you got the kush, well then you better give it up, forget about the cheddar. I could pay you back, my friend whatever. Can you fill my bowl?
Nothin' like the scent of sweet sativa, had a taste, and now I'm a believer. All I'm tryin' to do, is smoke some chiba. Can you fill my bowl?
Can you fill my bowl?
Can you fill my bowl?
Can you fill my bowl?