Kimmie

Kimmy likes grass, she lays on it sometimes It's the color of her eyes, she smokes it

All the time Kimmy likes weed, the kind that goes so

Tall Kimmy is like grass, I leave her and that's

All

She yellow, she yellow, she green like a ghost sign

When she going mellow So make sure your senses, you're funny as

Hell now Tell everyone hello

Sweet like a sweet for a jello Don't go on a bicycle, hell no

Walk up all the lines with a right flow All I would take for a ride home

All I would do is just drive you Maybe we'll stop at a Jaffa

Get you some fries and some ice cream Music that we can relax and do