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Kottonmouth Kings - Full Throttle Lyrics

Kottonmouth Kings – Full Throttle Lyrics

No turning back now going out full throttle Puffin crazy mad herb with our hands on
the bottle.. We some Stoners Reaking Havoc we ain’t no role models- No turning back now no turning
back now daze tensions high seems everyone’s on edge walking over pits of fire on a skinny ledge
now daze you loose control its take what you can get where anarchy reigns supreme you ain’t seen
nothing yet now turning back now we going out full throttle”

Watch out, back up, cause this is the fast lane
I got a lead foot, heavy boots, and 3 hoops on my brain
Ride looks like its on fire, but you know my engine’s clean
I’m just smoking the tires, racing off every green
Step up, Step up, If you got a little somethin’
But your rev better be louder then my system that is bumpin’
Don’t come round me talking shit if you’re not built to the brim
Cause now you gonna get whipped, I never lose, I always win
Where you at, right here, and there’s plenty more comin’
See when the Kings’ is in the house, everybody comes runnin’
Meeting in the parking lot, to smoke pot before the shows
Hooking up with all the ladies, taking home all the ho’s
We having fun, Fuck Yeah, Will it stop, Fuck No
I’d still be tokin’, blowin’ endo even if I was broke
Ain’t that right D-Loc (hell mothafuckin’ yeah!)
Fuck a fist or middle finger, throw your horns in the air.

“No turning back now going out full throttle Puffin crazy mad herb with our hands on the
bottle.. We some Stoners Reaking Havoc we ain’t no role models- No turning back now no turning
back now daze tensions high seems everyone’s on edge walking over pits of fire on a skinny ledge
now daze you loose control its take what you can get where anarchy reigns supreme you ain’t seen
nothing yet now turning back now we going out full throttle”

Fuck everybody if you said I couldn’ rap
Your kicking fiction and I’m kicking facts
And it’s like that
You ain’t nothing but a fag
Let m e write it on my pad
Just to get you mad
Now Day’s it’s seems like everybody on edge walking over pit’s of fire on a skinny ledge I’m
going full bored falling till f fall out Graduated High School But a college drop out that don’t
mean shit because this not turning back.
I got my bong my buds and my baseball bat ready for what ever at any time would ever
You gotta have that mental or this shit o’l get you no where
Got be clever and put it all together
Remember that saying I float like a feather come on dog how could you think that you got it
twisted do the math.