ankh cross blunt

No need for a cross bow I'll smoke that ankh cross blunt tho Skunk fill up my lungs so That your words won't leave a taste More sour than the diesel These boys they gas me up But it ain't worth the hassle No need for a cross bow I'll smoke that ankh cross blunt tho Skunk cure my lungs so So that your words won't leave a taste More crooked than your smile When you say ‘I love you’ When you say ‘I love you’ When you say ‘I love you’ When you say ‘I love you’ When you say ‘I love you’ When you say ‘I love you’ When you say ‘I love you’ When you say ‘I love you’ When you say When you say ‘I love you’ When you When you