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If your preference is non-filtered cigarettes then you'll really enjoy rolling your own. With precision-made cigarette rolling machine, your favorite premium smoke and cigarette paper, and a little practice, you can make a perfect cigarette every time. 1. Open the machine by moving the front dowel to the bottom of the J-shaped slot in the frame. Lightly and evenly pack smoke across the sleeve. Be sure to pack the smoke uniformly to the frame at each end. (A pinch of smoke will make a commercial size cigarette. Too much smoke will make the machine difficult to close.) Remove any excess smoke so it is not caught between the rollers. Close the machine.2. Using your thumbs and index fingers, roll both rollers toward you and all the way around once to form the smoke core. (Rolling the core more than once will make it too tight and it will be hard to draw on the cigarette.)3. Insert your rolling paper between the rollers with the gummed edge at the top and facing you. (Be sure that the paper is the correct size for the rolling machine.)4. Using your thumbs, gently roll the paper part of the way into the slot. Moisten the gummed edge lightly with your tongue, then slowly roll the paper all the way into the machine.5. Open the rollers and there is your perfect cigarette.Enjoy!
I'm in love with Mary Jane. She's my main thing. She makes me feel alright. She makes my heart sing.Rick's chorus: And when I'm feeling low, She comes as no surprise. Turns me on with her love. Takes me to paradise.Do you love me Mary Jane? Yeah. Whoa-oh-oh. Do ya? Do ya? Do ya? Now do you think you love me Mary Jane. Don't you play no games.Female chorus.I love her just the same. I love her, Mary baby, just the same. The woman plays no games. Now, now, now.I'm in love with Mary Jane. I'm not the only one. If Mary wanna play around, I let her have her fun. She's not the kind of girl that you can just tie down. She likes to spread her love and turn your head around.Rick's chorus. Female chorus. Rick's chorus.Yeahhhhh! Ooowoooo. Oh baby. Oh baby. Hit me. Whoah, Mary. Only love. I love you, yeah. Whooo! Something until we give it now, lovey-dove. Uh-huh. Wow, baby! Sing! La-du-da-da-du-da-dahh. Sing! La-du-da-da-du-da-dahh. Sing it for me baby. Come Mary, Mary Jane. Sing it for me babyOld pirates, yes they robbed I, Sold I to the merchant ships Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit. But my hand was made strong By the hand of the almighty. We forward in this generation trimphantly.Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever have: Redemption songs.Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them can stop the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? Oh Some say it's just a part of it: We've got to fulfill the book.Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever have: Redemption songs.Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds. Oh have no fear for atomic energy, 'Cause none of them can stop the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? Yes, some say it's just a part of it: We've got to fulfill the book. Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever had: Redemption songs. All I ever had: Redemption songs: These songs of freedom Songs of freedom.Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, don't give up the fightPreacher man don't tell me Heaven is under the earth I know you don't know What life is really worth It's not all thm glitters is goldHalf the story has never been told So now you see the light Stand up for your rightsGet up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights Get up, stand up, don't give up the fightMost people think Great good will come from the skies Take away everything And make everybody feel high But if you know what life is worth You would look for yours on earth And now you've seen the light You stand up for your rights"It's true, Dr. Dre is not a real doctor. I just wish he had told me that before I let him remove my pancreas." -- Snoop Dogg NBC's Conan O'Brien SecretsAll these niggaz and all these hoes in here Somebody here gon' fuck! (repeat 4X)[Hittman] Talkin that, walkin that, spittin at hoes Smokin this, drinkin that, hittin at hoes Fuck this I'm hittin that I'm hittin em both Have one ridin dick, one lickin my toes When I'm lovin these hoes there ain't no love involved No hugs, no kisses, bear rugs, bear britches Rare bitches like to pose in them Black Tail pictures Bitch jumped off my dick, "Is that Dre over there?"[Dr. Dre] Yeah -- I just took some Ecstasy Ain't no tellin what the side effects could be All these fine bitches equal sex to me plus I got this bad bitch layin next to me No doubt, sit back on the couch Pants down, rubber on, set to turn that ass out Laid the bitch out, then I put it in her mouth Pulled out, nutted on a towel and passed out[Kurupt] Come on let's get high (hiiiiigh..) let's get high (hiiiiigh..) Come on let's get high (hiiiiigh..) let's get high, all my ladies let's get high (hiiiiigh..)high (hiiiiigh..) Let's get high (hiiiiigh..) Come on let's get highI make the four hop {*hydraulic sound*} pull up at the spot Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel Stompin in the party, Kurupt, Young Gotti I'm fuckin somethin in this bitch, hit em with some gangsta shit Put somethin in your mouth bitch real tasty I'm lookin real sauce in my gangsta-ass Casey's Hit the party, ease up, Kurupt with an ounce an' got all the hoes in this motherfucker bouncin {*hydraulics*} Down to..YO WHATTUP SCRAM JONES? Mel-Man what's crackin? Whassup wit all these ol' punk ass hoes in here?[Ms. Roq] Nigga WHUT??! I'm a hustlin bitch! I like them get rich niggaz, them hit the switch niggaz Niggaz bout the sex and which bitch to hit next while I'm kickin my game and collectin them checks Got all y'all niggaz vexed to fuck this triple-X rated hoe You say you ain't eat it - you ate it though And uhh, Roq don't stop, can't be droppin no drawers To the niggaz how you figure got you shittin in yours Yeah, little dicks always runnin they mouth While a bitch is better off to masturbate and be out All you bitches up in here know what I'm talkin about Get the loot, get the ice, fuck the wife, no doubt Tryin to live lavish, marry a big dick and stay carried Holla back at them niggaz that hollered at me Pop the Cris', whip the six and shit and have all y'all niggaz limp when I twist my shit Yeah! Bitch ass niggaz!
but most of all Andrew and Eric are my hero's. Pwned by Andrew and Eric, feds, you know what to do.