Weed-Man Lyrics – Frog God

Call the Weed-Man
Get him to my house
Let him sell the goods you know he should
Call the Weed-Man

Let him bring some green
It has a sheen you’ve never seen
Call the Weed-Man
How much for a gram

I guess twenty’s fair, well, if we share
Call the Weed-Man
What’s his number man
I heard his weed don’t have seeds

Oh Weed-Man
Running a business while perpetually high
You’re a felon but a pretty swell guy
And that is why we cry

Weed-Man
Weed-Man
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Frog God Lyrics – Weed-Man

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Weed-Man