The Devil went to Jamaica He was looking to sell some weed he was doin' fine, they were standing in line it was excellent weed indeed he came across a young man who was likewise peddling pot and the devil slid down the beach and said "boy let me tell you what, I guess you kinda figured I'm a reefer head of course and after all this time, I guess that I'm a conessuire of sorts now your stuff smells ok, but this can tranquilize a horse I bet a million in cash against your satsh that mines better then yours." the boy said my names Johnny and you ain't smoked nothing yet one hit of this grass'll kick your ass, you got yourself a bet."
Johnny role a ball of hash and make sure its the bomb cause the devils got the kinda stuff they smoke in vietnam you'll get a million smackaroos in cash if you can cope but if you cant the devil gets your dope
The devil packed a bong with a little ockopoco gold and rosin flew from his fingertips as he fired up his bowl he filled that chamber all the way and he took a mighty hit and as they passed it back and forth it gave them both a coughing fit
when the bowl was finished Johnny said hey man that stuff was great but fill your lungs with some of this and prepare to vegetate
cannibas and sativa sweet mary jane the devils in the back yard frying his brain zig zag filled with a diggidy dank hold on tight it'll hit you like a tank
the devil nodded off because he knew that he was stoned and he asked if he could buy an ounce of the stuff that Johnny owned Johnny said devil just come on back if you ever want to catch a buzz I done told you once you son of a bitch mines the best there ever was
Fired up duvais one by one aint gonna stop till the bags done green as a bull frog sticky as glue granny do you get high yes I do.