Das Efx - 40 A Blunt Lyrics
Intro:Ha ha yeah, huh, uhhUhh yeah, huh, ha ha haSkunk hash in the houseUhh uhh, skunk hash representinSess sess on the sack, uhh uhhVerse 1:Well biggity bang boom bamma, your robby, bustin my grandmother likeCherriesNiggas wanna follow but they know my style variesI smoke like a fire and I drink like a fishI be the rapper junkie gettin funky, never miss a diss (boy)Now is it just me or is it you too?But all I wanna do is spark a blunt and drink some *****in brew (me tooNigga)The weed smoker, mc provokerNo joker, my style be doper cos it fat like oprahTake a toke and blow the smoke like a dragonTimberland bootsll keep my *****in jeans sagginPour out my liquor, bust some niggas that we missinIts just a tradition, the 40 keep me drunk and pissinThis aint the mission, easy riders got to go (cmon)Were only smokin phillies, white owls or optimolsWeve got the flows that are better with every letterI keep it wetter, niggas better get they shit togetherTo raise the lever cos were never goin outSo if you didnt know when, nigga this what we about (boy)We about uhhChorus:A 40 and a blunt (you know my steelo)A 40 and a blunt (you know, you know my steelo)A 40 and a blunt (you know my steelo)A 40 and a blunt (you know my stee, you know my steelo)*repeat*Verse 2:Ashes to ashes and blunt to bluntSee I fill em with thai or I fill em with skunk (punk)I keeps it on lock but son I gots to come correct (what? )The shit that I be smokin getcha open like a tekCheck the glaze in my eyes, no disguiseAnd I smoke so much boom that I should win a *****in heisman and wise likeThe wiseI buys ten bags for dolo (and yo)Sick of niggas askin yo what up with k solo?Well ima *****in bastard when it comes to gettin blastedIf its the hashish then ***** that ole two-in-passionCos oh my god, I hog the blunt like a bossBaby sip the orty til the orty get me sourceCourt forcin down with no shorts and no lawsWhen its down to the spit like tela rocks and its yoursJust take a hit atime or wacked raps in your slitsSo peep the cracks in my lips to the black fingertipsNigga cos I crack you up like the riddler (word up)Plus I come to get higher than hitlerLay sessions with the skunk, keep my tape stretchinFrom a section to niggas on lock in state correctionSo when Im in your town at a club near you (aiyo)If you got the bomb. mther*****ers bring it thruHow we doChorus to fade
