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from Hidden Stash II: The Kream Of The Krop

"Welcome To The Suburbs" is track #3 on the album Hidden Stash II: The Kream Of The Krop. It was written by Mike Kurnagal / Brad Xavier / Dustin Miller / Timothy Mcnutt.
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Home, sweet home
Let me take a drink of my fuckin' bud light
Yo, Richter, light that joint
Yo, X, turn the porch light on

Welcome to the suburbs, where the grass is green
Home of the motherfuckin' Kottonmouth Kings
Where days become night and nights become dreams
Where everything gets lost in a dream

Welcome to the block with the spot that call my home
Where the locks are unlocked the land of cellular phones
Where the Kings was formed the true Kings is from
Sittin' right in Orange county livin' under the sun

Growin' up in the burbs where the herb's the word
The herb, herb, herb, you know the herb's the word
We high as some birds in your ear is my turd
Don't test Kottonmouth or you might get served

Now you're gonna get served that'll kick to the curb
Where the king klick stay licks premium herb
Every day, every day outta body, outta mind
Take a trip with us, deep behind the county line

We hella, hella high runnin' from it one time
Never hit the shwag only smokin' on the kind yo
Outta body, outta, outta mind
Need a beer from the keg but I'm too drunk too stand in line though

We in the Kings dome with a bowl to the kind
My body's feelin' numb, I'm going crazy
Outta body, outta, outta mind
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got my old girl Caddy, the color of a cookie
Lookin' butter pecan, 'cuz you know I can
Rollin' way too cute on my way to thrifty's
About to shoot a lil' hoop and get a scoop for fifty

I bump it doo-ah diddy diddy dum
Growin' up in the burbs, drinkin' beers, havin' fun
And I'm always on the run with a sack in my pocket
Kottonmouth Kings, yo, we the hot topic

You'll find me rollin' my truck just as high as fuck
You'll find me hittin' my bub on my to the pub
You'll find me in mid arc on the way to my moms
'Cause if I don't get high, I won't be stayin' too long

You'll see me puffin' jays on avenues and highways
I might be rippin' off my foldin' portable vape
And I never slip, I'm always either smoke or drinking kind
99 percent of the time I'm going out of my mind

We hella, hella high runnin' from it one time
Never hit the shwag only smokin' on the kind yo
Outta body, outta, outta mind
Need a beer from the keg but I'm too drunk too stand in line though

We in the kings dome with a bowl to the kind
My body's feelin' numb, I'm going crazy
Outta body, outta, outta mind
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You're welcome to the suburbs where the grass is green
The home of the motherfuckin' Kottonmouth Kings
Where days become nights and nights become dreams
Where everything ain't what it seems

'Bout to get my buzz bloomin', 'cuz it's close to noon
Double grippin' on the brew, steady sippin' till I'm through
'Cuz I ain't one to pound but I can go all day
Loc and Ritcher never play, get it straight, get out our way

Remember back in the day we built a lake bed
Only rollin' to the beach when it's double overhead
I go down to the waves to watch some Kamikaze runs
And if I'm outta joints I'm going home, you're done

Hee haw, I think I heard a donkey, donkey
You a weird motherfucker D
Recently I seen a new look in your eyes
I been expanding my high, searching for what's wise

Well, I blister my thumb from flickin' many bics
I listen to my pops and call the neighbors fuckin' pricks
Special hits on the street, no one knowing the line
Now I'm going outta body and outta, outta mind

We hella, hella high runnin' from it one time
Never hit the shwag only smokin' on the kind yo
Outta body, outta, outta mind
Need a beer from the keg but I'm too drunk too stand in line though

We in the kings dome with a bowl to the kind
My body's feelin' numb, I'm going crazy
Outta body, outta, outta mind
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're runnin' outta money, we're runnin' outta time
Never hit the shwag only smokin' on the kind yo
Outta body, outta, outta mind
Need a beer from the keg but I'm too drunk too stand in line though

We hella, hella high runnin' from it one time
My body's feelin' numb, I'm going crazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Songwriters
MIKE KURNAGAL / BRAD XAVIER / DUSTIN MILLER / TIMOTHY MCNUTT

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