Sweet Aroma Songtext
von Quartiere Coffee
Sweet Aroma Songtext
Sweet sweet sweet aroma,
Sweet sweet sweet sensimilla
You can burn burn burn burn burn
Burn inna di chalice.
Smoke marijuana, me love di plant,
Smoke sensimilla under di sun,
Di ganja farmer a mystic man,
Me smell it round di corner.
You must believe, try to plant di seed,
And inna ya garden you can smell di weed,
Look after it, every day of di week,
You will become a real farmer.
Sweet sweet sweet aroma,
Sweet sweet sweet sensimilla
You can burn burn burn burn burn
Burn inna di chalice.
We grow it in Italy, in Switzerland,
Smoke in Australia and in Japan,
In every nation, in every land,
It′s banned for every government.
Put it on a rizzla we bilt a spliff,
The king smoke it, and also the queen,
Before a coffee before go in to sleep,
You can smell it sweet aroma.
Sweet sweet sweet aroma,
Sweet sweet sweet sensimilla
You can burn burn burn burn burn
Burn inna di chalice.
Smoke marijuana, me love di plant,
Smoke sensimilla under di sun,
Di ganja farmer a mystic man,
Me smell it round di corner.
We grow it in Italy, in Switzerland,
Smoke in Australia and in Japan,
In every nation, in every land,
It's banned for every government.
Sweet sweet sweet sensimilla
You can burn burn burn burn burn
Burn inna di chalice.
Smoke marijuana, me love di plant,
Smoke sensimilla under di sun,
Di ganja farmer a mystic man,
Me smell it round di corner.
You must believe, try to plant di seed,
And inna ya garden you can smell di weed,
Look after it, every day of di week,
You will become a real farmer.
Sweet sweet sweet aroma,
Sweet sweet sweet sensimilla
You can burn burn burn burn burn
Burn inna di chalice.
We grow it in Italy, in Switzerland,
Smoke in Australia and in Japan,
In every nation, in every land,
It′s banned for every government.
Put it on a rizzla we bilt a spliff,
The king smoke it, and also the queen,
Before a coffee before go in to sleep,
You can smell it sweet aroma.
Sweet sweet sweet aroma,
Sweet sweet sweet sensimilla
You can burn burn burn burn burn
Burn inna di chalice.
Smoke marijuana, me love di plant,
Smoke sensimilla under di sun,
Di ganja farmer a mystic man,
Me smell it round di corner.
We grow it in Italy, in Switzerland,
Smoke in Australia and in Japan,
In every nation, in every land,
It's banned for every government.
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