Rip This Joint

Mama says yes
Papa says no
Make up you mind ’cause I gotta go
I’m gonna raise hell at the union hall
Drive myself right over the wall
Rip this joint, gonna save your soul
Round and round and round we go
Roll this joint, gonna get down low
Start my starter, gonna stop the show

Oh, yeah!
Oh, yeah!

Mister president, mister immigration man
Let me in, sweetie, to your fair land
I’m tampa bound and memphis too
Short fat fanny coming through
Dig that sound on the radio
Then slip it right across into buffalo
Dick and pat in ole d.c.
Well they’re gonna hold some shit for me

Ying yang, you’re my thing
Oh, now, baby, won’t you hear me sing?
Flip flop, fit to drop
Come on baby, let it rock

Woah
Woah

Oh, now, baby, won’t you hear me sing?
Flip flop, fit to drop
Come on baby, let it rock