’Dam Pt. I

[Intro]
Sounds so soulful, dont you agree?

[Verse 1]
I had a dream that we went to 'Dam (Damn)
Now we’re high in Netherlands, so high we’ll never land
Smoking dutch, she roll it up like I never can
We’re shopping on Nine Streets and spending grands
Living dreams, living dreams, balling with the team
I axe like a lumberjack, going through trees
Ten pulls then you’re done with that, come and fly with me
To temples in the motherland, she’s dropping to her knees
She gets low until the high escapes
Her hazel eyes hypnotise me to buy some haze
I’m so gone, feeling like I might die today
Tyrone Spong: We hotbox like a microwave
But she’s immune to the weed and I’m amazed
Cos we only get the finest grade
Brains like Einstein, sipping on white whine
Don’t wanna kill the vibe so I just say

[Hook]
Baby girl, why you smoke this much?
She said to escape my reality
Where’s that potent stuff?
I need to find my space in the galaxy
Get high with me
Get high with me
Get high with me
This is Amsterdam