Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
Michael Franti & Spearhead
[Intro]
I wanna make it slow, sensemille
I wanna make it slow, make me feel ya
[Verse 1]
Heavy medicine, ya see my eyes are feeling red again
I'm bringin' light, like Thomas funky Edison
Been in the desert for forty seven days, purple haze
The poison that I tasted never changed
Turn up the woofers so I can feel the beat vibrate
My belly like a bomb in harmony, summer heat
My back is sticking to me to the seat
Bare feet, tank top and shorts is all ya need
Summer breeze, I'm feelin' kinda fine (makes me feel high)
I'm rollin with my shorty all the time
Wind and grind lovely shake your behind
Cinnamon skin be bringing sin to my mind
But whether or not the weather's hot or the weather's cold
I'm wrapping her like a blanket with my whole soul
So that she can feel me
Like Coca Cola I'm the (woo-o-oh, sweet thing)
My girl lollipop she growing mad crops
She rollin' herbs everyday at about 4 o' clock
Tick tock, strike the hammer while the Iron's hot
Ooh girl watcha got cooking in the pot
See Mary Mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Hydroponic, ultra-supersonic, or does it grow naturally slow?
[Chorus]
Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'
Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
Come wake my body-ody take my mind away
[Verse 2]
Everybody get down and do the boogaloo
Just like the cover of I Want You
Yoo hooo, look watcha gonna do
Watcha gonna do when the rent comes due?
Round up the posse and call up the crew
5 bucks at the door and ya bring ya own booze
Call ya neighbors cause they can come too
Be sure and bring ya records cause I only got a few
So baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir a nickle bag full
Some for my partner some for my crew
Some for my ganja baby she needs 2
Cuz just like me they long to be... high
[Chorus]
Ganja Babe was written by Carl Young & Michael Franti.
Ganja Babe was produced by Michael Franti.