Roll 'em up, roll 'em up, roll up the hooty mac,
Rollem up Roll 'em up, rollem up rollem up.....

I need some herbs and spices,
So I can feel nices,
The breeze, coolin like a summer tree.
Cuz it's the I-C-E and you know I got the feel it.
I score it, and I ain't gotta steal it.
So bring on the sack that's phat,
And Ya know
I love my is izm and the 1.5,
Cuz I get with 'em.
Everytime I get a little hit, of tha hummm
The skunk, and the funk feels good to my lungs.
Fire, fire, the izm is my desire,
And I need to get it quick, cause it's callin me.
Come and roll me up please I-C-E,
Now light the hooty mac, so we can start the par-ty.
You know I smoke good stuff, so go and get the bong,
Gong - diddlee bong, once again you know it's on - huh,
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.

[chorus:]
You see everytime I wake up, I got to clear my head,
But I clear it with my