Wakin' & Bakin' Lyrics

I want Jamaican tonight
Ain't no mistakin', it make me feel alright
Wakin' and bakin' unitl the mornin' light
Sweet hits we're taking no need to put up a fight
We used to sit in circles passing the herb
The code of silence in the basement so we wouldn't be heard
But then the cops would show with flashlights on and bust up our scene
The boys would stuff the bogue in skateboard gloves and down in their jeans
I want Morrocan tonight
We won't be stoppin' unitl the mornin' light
Rockin' Morrocan, just keep me rollin' all night
You keep me rockin', you make me feel alright
Our folks say we're dysfunctional and girls think we're nuts
We like to kick it back in piece of dirt with a six pack and b***s
And all the locals call us freaks of nature, what can we say
We got the spider sense we hear the call from miles away
Who's got the herb
Who's got the cheese
Who's got the keys
We'd roll it into y-joints with a quarter inside
And rick would spark up right inside the metro lines
At every stop the doors would open and smoke would pile outside
We'd laugh our heads off, stumble out, our a**** totally fried
Who's got the herb