Lawn Chair High Songtext
von Rehab feat. Steaknife

Well, it′s just another lawn chair high
It's just another lawn chair high
And I′m sittin' in the carport, lookin' down the driveway, watchin′ all the cars go by
And it′s alright (it's alright)
And it′s alright (it's alright)


Damn right, got my boombox, this beat′s banging
And Boone's knocking back a 12-pack and of bag of the wacky tobacco
Pack a bowl up, just relax and fold out a lawn chair
Drop your cares, I got a brew in the Igloo cooler too
Plus a barrage of puzzlein′ thoughts, in my garage, guzzelin' Heineken
My mind I cannot focus 'cause I′m blind again
Find a friend to tell it to, I′m tryin' to relax, dawg
I ain′t tryin' to hear about the guns, loot and cars
Or what Silicone Fluzzy been doing blow in bars
I′ll catch the escalator to the sun, moon, and stars
Bruh, you gotta love it (whoo), you better love it (yeah)
Give me some stuff that I can handle or forget it
And hold my calls because I'm out for the night
Mosquito bites and lightnin′ bugs got neon balls
You better recafother-muckingize
Give me that funnel and run along Youngin

Well, it's just another lawn chair high
It's just another lawn chair high
And I′m sittin′ in the carport, lookin' down the driveway, watchin′ all the cars go by
And it's alright (it′s alright)
And it's alright (it′s alright)

Okay
I fly like Cessna, sparkle like Fresca
Ain't none fresher sipping that best stuff
High like giraffe cooch, kicking the neighbor's pooch
DUI riding in my lawnchair coupe
You see me in flipflops socks and shorts
T-shirt in the shade up under the carport
Itch that killed Elvis, nothing you can tell us
The neighbors are outside, we know that they can smell us
Ain′t babysittin′, no way I'm sippin′ today
And listen if you think I'm trippin′, nuh-uh, not today
Get blast out, get grassed out
Drinking glass out and we get passed out


Well, it's just another lawn chair high
It′s just another lawn chair high
And I'm sittin' in the carport, lookin′ down the driveway, watchin′ all the cars go by
And it's alright (it′s alright)
And it's alright (it′s alright)

Uh, uh, uh, Spacey as Kevin at 20 after 11
Barking at the moon, a little slice of heaven
And it's all to the goody good up all night
Remember, three times dope, I′m feeling four times nice, so
Cop a squat and pop a top, pick the topic to talk about
I'm freestyling, meanwhile you're knocking back a vodka shot
Waving at a passing cop, higher than some astronauts
Feel good music, hooky like a tackle box

Well, it′s just another lawn chair high
It′s just another lawn chair high
And I'm sittin′ in the carport, lookin' down the driveway, watchin′ all the cars go by
And it's alright (it′s alright)
And it's alright, it's alright