40 Andamp A Blunt lyrics

Intro:

Ha ha yeah, huh, uhh
Uhh yeah, huh, ha ha ha
Skunk hash in the house
Uhh uhh, skunk hash representin
Sess sess on the sack, uhh uhh

Verse 1:

Well biggity bang boom bamma, your robby, bustin my grandmother like
Cherries
Niggas wanna follow but they know my style varies
I smoke like a fire and i drink like a fish
I 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 fuckin brew (me too
Nigga)
The weed smoker, mc provoker
No joker, my style be doper cos it fat like oprah
Take a toke and blow the smoke like a dragon
Timberland boots`ll keep my fuckin jeans saggin
Pour out my liquor, bust some niggas that we missin
It`s just a tradition, the 40 keep me drunk and pissin
This ain`t the mission, easy rider`s got to go (c`mon)
We`re only smokin phillies, white owls or optimols
We`ve got the flows that are better with every letter
I keep it wetter, niggas better get they shit together
To raise the lever cos we`re never goin out
So if you didn`t know when, nigga this what we about (boy)
We about uhh

Chorus:

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 blunt
See 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 get`cha open like a tek
Check the glaze in my eyes, no disguise
And i smoke so much boom that i should win a fuckin heisman and wise like
The wise
I buys ten bags for dolo (and yo)
Sick of niggas askin "yo what up with k solo?"
Well i`ma fuckin bastard when it comes to gettin blasted
If it`s the hashish then fuck that ole two-in-passion
Cos oh my god, i hog the blunt like a boss
Baby sip the `orty til the `orty get me source
Court forcin down with no shorts and no laws
When it`s down to the spit like tela rocks and it`s yours
Just take a hit a`time or wacked raps in your slits
So peep the cracks in my lips to the black fingertips
Nigga cos i crack you up like the riddler (word up)
Plus i come to get higher than hitler
Lay sessions with the skunk, keep my tape stretchin
From a section to niggas on lock in state correction
So when i`m in your town at a club near you (aiyo)
If you got the bomb. mtherfuckers bring it thru
How we do

Chorus to fade
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