Vegeta went to Jamaica
One-shot
Sung to "the Devil went down to Georgia"
Vegeta went to Jamaica he was lookin' to sell some Weed
He was doin' they were standin' line it was excellent weed indeed
When he came across a young man who was likewise peddlin' pot
And Vegeta slid down the beach to the guy and said baka let me tell you what.
I guess you kinda I'm a reefer head of course
And after all this time I guess that I'm a connoisseur of sorts
Now your stuff smell okay but this could tranquilize a horse
I bet a million I cash against your stash 'cause I think mines better that yours.
The guy said my name Goku and you ain't smoked nothin' yet
One hit of the grass'll kick your ass you've got yourself a bet
Goku roll a ball of hash and make sure it's the bomb
'Cause Vegeta's got the kinda stuff they smoked in Vietnam
You'll get a million smackaroos in cash if you can cope
But if you can't Vegeta get your dope
Vegeta Packed a Bong with a little Acapulco Gold
And resin flew from his fingertips and he fired up his bowl
HE filled that chamber all the way and he took a mighty hit
And as they passed it back and forth it gave them both a coughing fit
When the bowl was Goku said hey man the stuff was great
But fill your lungs with some of this and prepare to vegetate
Little mix of tea and sweet Mary Jane
Vegeta's in the back yard fryin' his brain
Zigzag filled with the digadydank
Hold on tight it'll hit ya' like tank
Vegeta nodded off because he knew that he was stoned
And he asked if he could buy and ounce of the stuff Goku owned
Goku said 'Geta come on back if you ever wanna catch a buzz
I done told you once you son-of-a-bitch mine the best there ever was
And they fired up doobies one by one
Ain'ta gonna stop till the bag is done
Green as a bullfrog sticky as glue
Bulma do you get high yes I do