Sam Lachow – Banana Goo Pie Lyrics

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[Hook]
I’m gonna do, what a young fellow do
Just sit back with my bong makin dumb yellow, dumb yellow
I’m gonna do, what a young fellow do
Just sit back with my bong makin dumb yellow, dumb yellow

Dumb yellow moo
Ready for the ride
Dabs all night of banana goo pie
Dumb, dumb yellow moo
Ready for the ride
Dabs all night of banana goo pie

(Sam Lachow)
It’s another marijuana song, huh?
So pull the reefer out
I've been out of town, but shit I heard it’s legal now
So breathe it in, and scream it out
And show these squeeny babies what we about

I blame it on the dumb green yoda
Listen to love sosa.
Mix it with the soda
Now I’m dancing on the sofa

My favorite food is Sushi
A side of Edamame

My favorite group is outkast
My favorite rappers Andre

If I finish my career before my album was out
If my pants were uptight instead of sagged to the ground
If I never got expelled, then would my daddy be proud?
But would I still be Suh uh uh ammy Lachow?


[Hook]
I’m gonna do, what a young fellow do
Just sit back with my bong makin dumb yellow, dumb yellow
I’m gonna do, what a young fellow do
Just sit back with my bong makin dumb yellow, dumb yellow
Dumb yellow moo
Ready for the ride
Dabs all night of banana goo pie
Dumb, dumb yellow moo
Ready for the ride
Dabs all night of banana goo pie

It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay. It's okay
We’ll all getting high today
It’s alright. It’s alright. It’s alright. It's alright
We’ll all getting high tonight

(J. Byrd)
Dime so fat that my bag don’t zip
And without that dab piece boy that hash don’t hit
I’m a bad motherfucker like I’m shaft on chicks
Got my cup on lean and my bass on lit
My last long bitch take fat bong rips
She stash all zips plus her ass all thick
My zags all zig and my staffs all lit
Low life stranger then that mash hole click

(Ryan Campbell)
Yeah there’s something very special about this sweet and this brew
And it’s all we talk about because it’s all that we do
But between me and you, I got a soft spot for many things
Chow hits, gums, puff, bud, pop, silly beans
Bat so big that my swish might bust
And you need 12 fuckin' fingers just to grip my blunt
I twist a nice dutch, captain captain like crunch
And I know these plush berries taste sweeter than your lunch
I’m done

(Hook)
Dumb yellow move
Ready for the ride
Dabs all night of banana goo pie
Dumb, dumb yellow move
Ready for the ride
Dabs all night of banana goo pie

It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay. It's okay
We’ll all getting high today
It’s alright. It’s alright. It’s alright. It's alright
We’ll all getting high tonight

(Outro)
What you wanna do?
I got problems too
But till we solve them, sippin on a tall can, sittin with my bong, blowing dumb yellow moo
I know, it’s all we talk about
It’s really not a problem now
But till we solve them, sippin on a tall can, torch to the nail, globbin that banana goo

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