I can get wasted and sell you bags full of green stuff
I can fill your ears with doggy poo
I can light your joint and drive around in my racecar be a public disturbance just for you

Ooh pot, ooh Bieber boy, I got high tonight. Ooh hey Biebs
Stand in the line get prison food that's because I'm a good old fashioned Bieber boy

Ooh let me smoke that green stuff (Get higher, higher)
Ooh ooh don't you hate my music?
Come on and smoke my magic joint of pot and tell me how do you feel right after weed
I'd like for you and I to go drug dealing
Say the word, your wish is my command!

Ooh pot, ooh Bieber boy, I got high tonight
Ooh, hey Biebs
Smoke my weed, feel much better, and use my fancy toilet in the prison cell!

When I'm not toasted, think of it always, ( I miss those prison free nights)
When I'm not toasted, think of it always
Bieber
Bieber

Hey boy, where did you get that stuff? Hey boy, can I have some too?
I got my weed at the alley on 123 Main Street!

Driving fast racecars we'll go 700 (1,2,3,4,5,6,7) miles per hour
I will buy the gas you smoke the weed
Driving back and waking up children kill the peace
Just take me to my cell, that will be fine!

(I wanna smoke it)
Ooh pot, ooh Bieber boy
I got high tonight
Ooh hey Biebs

I am in prison cause I got high
That's because I'm a good old fashioned Bieber boy!