Awesome retardedness collaboration.
This is a page for all my guitar/bass recordings.
Story behind the song
Weee
Lyrics
You are 18
You are 18
You are 18
You are 18
You are 18
You are
You are eighteen
get drunk and crash into a plane that crashed into the ground that
crashed
into mars
Yeah G!
Yeah
Not tobacco
Tabocca
Chewbacca
Wackacca
Move that butt
You… are… 18…
1...2...3...4...
You are 18
Little kids smoking packs
10 dollars off drug store racks
Everyday is a new day
Smokin new weed in a new way… word.
Baby I got your number
You are 18
You are 18
You can smoke
And get lung cancer
And a hole in your throat
And a thractoirtrorotomy
And then you can die
Yay
Yeah!
Lefty and djJAG
Gangstas rule 2005
Peace out dawg