Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones
Got a Basketball Jones, oh baby, oo-oo-ooo

Yes, I am the victim of a Basketball Jones
Ever since I was a little baby, I always be dribblin'
In fac', I was de baddest dribbler in the whole neighborhood
Then one day, my mama bought m

Basketball Jones, I got a Basketball Jones
Got a Basketball Jones, oh baby, oo-oo-ooo

Yes, I am the victim of a Basketball Jones
Ever since I was a little baby, I always be dribblin'
In fac', I was de baddest dribbler in the whole neighborhood
Then one day, my mama bought m

(Cheech:)
Took a walk to the corner store
Just to buy a loaf of bread and a box of s`mores
Up pulled a guy in a yellow van
Shiny gold badge flashing in his hand

(Chong:)
He said, alright all you mohuddles down here
I want you all to hit the floor
I got one thing

(Soft knocks at the door)
Chong: Who is it?
Cheech: It's me, Dave. Open up, man, I got the stuff.
(More knocks)
Chong: Who is it?
Cheech: It's me, Dave, man. Open up, I got the stuff.
Chong: Who?
Cheech: It's, Dave, man. Open up, I think the cops saw me come in here.<

My mamma talkin' to me
Tryin' to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her
'Cause my head is like a sieve

My daddy, he disowned me
'Cause I wear my sister's clothes
He caught me in the bathroom
In a pair of pantyhose

My basketball coach
He done kicked

I was sitting in the coffee shop
Just minding my own affair
When all of a sudden, this
Policeman caught me unaware

Said, is your name Pedro
I says, yeah, I guess so
Said, then come with me cause
You're the man we been looking for

I said, hey, man
I been fr

I was drivin' around in Old Mexico.
I got lost didn't know what way to go.
I was confused, It was late and I was in the fog,
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

I felt that smoosh and I said oh Mama.
My lowrider squished that little Chihuahua.
I pray for forgiveness and I sin

I was drivin' around in Old Mexico.
I got lost didn't know what way to go.
I was confused, It was late and I was in the fog,
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

I felt that smoosh and I said oh Mama.
My lowrider squished that little Chihuahua.
I pray for forgiveness and

All my friends drive a lowrider.
The low-ride-r is a little higher
low-rid-er, drives a little slower
low-rid-er is a little colder
low-rid-er knows every street yea
low-rid-er doesnt wanna meet ya
low-rid-er dont use no gas
low-rid-er dont drive to fast
take a li

Mexican Americans don't like to just get into gang fights,
they like flowers and music and white girls named Debbie too.

Mexican Americans are named Chata and Chella and Chima
and have a son in law named jeff.

Mexican Americans don't like to get up early in the morning
bu

Mexican Americans don't like to just get into gang fights,
they like flowers and music and white girls named Debbie too.

Mexican Americans are named Chata and Chella and Chima
and have a son in law named jeff.

Mexican Americans don't like to get up early in the morning
bu

One sunny day I was riding my bike and smoking a joint coz that's what I like,
a policeman stopped me and began to stare and he said hey sonny what you smoking there ?

I said it's a reefer do you want some policeman ?
It's a reefer do you want a blast ?
It's a reefer do you wan

Hahahahahahahahahah
I want all you mother´s off the street
Or you´ll end up as bloody meat
World war three has just begun
So if you can´t rock you´d better run

A new wave is on the rise
With safety pins stuck in their eyes
The time has come let´s get it down
Let

TEACHER:
Good morning, class. Good morning, class. Class? Class!? SHUT UP!!!!! Thank you.
As you know your regular teacher Sister Rosetta Stone is on a small vacation. However she does send her love, at least fingerpaintings, and desk club she`s making. I am your substitute teacher, Sist

One sunny day I was riding my bike
And smokin' a joint cuz that's what I like
A police man stopped me and began to stare
And said "Hey Sonny whatchya smokin there?"

(chorus)
It's a reefer day you want some police man
It's a reefer day to blouse
It's a reefer day you

Up in smoke that's where my money goes
In my lungs and sometimes up my nose
When troubled time begin to bother me
I take a toke and all my cares go up in smoke

Up in smoke donde todo es libre
There are no signs que dice, no fumer
So, I roll un bomber y me doy un buen to

Up in smoke
Thats where my money goes
In my lungs
and sometimes up my nose
When troubled times
Begin to bother me
I take a toke
and all my cares
Go up in smoke

Up in smoke
Donde todos es libre
There are no signs
Que dice no fumer
So I ro

If god had long hair and a goatee
And if his eyes were pretty glazed
If he looked spaced out
Would you buy his story
Would you believe he had an eye infection?

And yeah yeah god looks baked
Yeah yeah god smells good
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
What if god smoked c