Monday, January 11, 2010

Dro your own'

It's that time again
Feeling like it ain't no sin
To sing this song
While loadin up my bong.

Getting down with our show,
putting down words bout staring up some high dro

don't be afraid,
let the water cascade
it ain't no Field
But know about the yield

soon the buds will swell
you can't conceal the smell
and then you start to freak out
until the nugs are at their peak

and now remember
it's like those bubs in September
only this how we grow
when the seasons bring snow
it's an indoor, game so get down with some dro.

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