Aw yeah

Uh-uh

What′s that smell?

Wanda is a woman she works down the hall

Shows up on time, she like balls to the wall

She went out to lunch with her High School Friends

'Bout three hours later she came rollin′ back in

Well the boss man really jumped her

Son he wasn't joking

Everybody in the office knew Wanda had been smokin'

That old wacky tobaccy

When you feel it creeping up on you

That old wacky tobaccy

Kick back and let it do what it do

Know you can two tote her, you can one hit him

Puff it in a pipe and you can twist it in a stem

You can bake it in some brownies, smoke it through a bong

Roll up a great big fat one like ol′ Cheech and Chong

Burn it through a hole, in a can of Budweiser

If you can′t take the heat son, vaporizer

That old wacky tobaccy

When you feel it creeping up on you

That old wacky tobaccy

Kick back and let it do what it do

Now do what you do

Oh yeah

You got your Mexican and Jamaican with those buds of blue

Humboldt County and Hydroponic too

Okeechobee Purple from down in the South

And that ol' stuff your uncle smokes will give you cotton mouth

Homegrown is healthy, synthetic can kill ya

My all time favorite is redhead sensimilla

That old wacky tobaccy

When you feel it creeping up on you

That old wacky tobaccy

Kick back and let it do what it do

Aw let it do what it do

Yeah it do

Y′all got any Frito's