All day brings a great song for all my assholes,
Aisho productions, the black *** is on the table,
is the Ground Floor Records, watch the saga start,
It's time to currar, come all to become petas.
And move the head from left to your right,
with a rhythm like this you can not sit still,
give him a couple of caladitas, you'll see how you let go,
you will tell me how good you feel when the rhythm penetrates you ...
Ooohh bidibaybaybeyeah, ohh ohh,
bidibaybaybey oh ooOooh, it's the Ground Floor.
[Chorus]
A little bit of White Widow is,
what the rock wants or a bit of Jack Herer,
of the best there is, a little Northern Lights,
it's time to smoke California Orange. (x2)
Here in Andalusia, the peña is cultivating,
Indoors in winter, outdoors in summer,
and in the village of the prota is where is toa \ 'the cream,
where it is best grown, where more grass is burned.
With connection in Seville exchanging seeds,
a kilowatt in a room, in a field holding a guerrilla,
I have a chronic Cronic hydroponic cough,
the steak is smoked Ak-47.
[Chorus]
A little bit of White Widow is,
what the rock wants or a bit of Jack Herer,
of the best there is, a little Northern Lights,
it's time to smoke California Orange. (x4)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)