Luniz - 20 Blunts A Day Lyrics

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*(numskull talking)*

Like they always say what's good fo num is always good fo yuk. let's

Get high.

*(christion)*

20 blunts a day

Hin an ala zae.

20 blunts a day

Hin an ala zae.

*(christion numskull yukmouth)*

One (echos) (drink a lot.... all day)

Two (echos)

Five (echos) (smoke a lot.... all day)

Twenty (echos)

Verse 1 *(numskull)*

You know what i came to do

Came to drink wit a gold face same as you

Drop a fifty on the bar

For a fifth of hindu

Got freaks wit me gotta get gin too

I know hoes think the same as me

'cause they came to the club lookin like freak nasty

Pullin niggaz on the floor

Dance nasty as you wanna

Rub-a-dub-dub

Lap dance in the corner

Same ol shit

Same ol hits

Same ol click

Same ol dick

Bitch don't look in my eyes

'cause i ain't payin

Ya shoulda known pimpy-doo niggaz ain't playin

Juss pull down yo drawls so a nigga can see

'cause i doubt that the pussy is fuckin wit me

Pop a coochie to the back

Pop a coochie to the front

But damn open yo thighs pick up my nigga blunt

What ya really want

What ya really need

Pop the breaks on that shit an lets get keyed

Girl i always pictured you in neon lights

Big 44 double d's

What a sight

You an me both we can get respect

Two triple shots of hin an we'll be on deck

You my type

You ol hoe

You my type

You know.

Chorus *(christion)*

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Hin an ala-zae i'm feelin like i wanna hurl.

Hin an ala-zae i think i'm gonna leave this world.

Hin an ala-zae i been drink-a-lot all day

Hin an ala-zae that's why i'm lookin this way.

Hin an ala-zae i think i need a lil mo.

Hin an ala-zae send yo mama to the store.

Hin an ala-zae i can't keep my vision straight.

Hin an ala-zae.

Verse 2 *(yukmouth)*

Zae??

Smoke-a-lot smoke-a-lot

Why you smoke??

20 blunts a day you don't choke

Why bitches doggystyle nut down yo throat

Get up while my dick on yo coat

An i'm bumpin too $hort

Down the block

Three on fourth

My nigga num drunk on the porch off a mutha fuckin quart of o.e.

Nickle an dime ass nigga

To a top hat balla

Big rigga like e-fourtee

Niggaz know me

Smoke-a-lot only smoke weed blow trees

Whole keys

See me in a e-3 dub

Rollin sweet up everytime you see yuk

Peep us

Only bad bitches beep us

Turn yo main squeaze into a cheata

Smokin reefa

Took off my dk's

An she fucked us up wit the whole sneaka

An her pussy

Lift yo ass cheeks up so i could see

Mix the hashes up wit the back yard boogie

Woogie

Bust nuts on yo donna carra hoodie if it's all goodie

An be a

Ride a benz wit my knees what??

Breakin trees up

Rollin weed up

On my way to the v-up

To put the g's up

See yuk

Hella high tinky eyed like korea.

*(chorus)*

20 blunts a day i been gettin high all day.

20 blunts a day an the blunts get bigger.

20 blunts a day excuse me if my eyes are glazed.

20 blunts a day that's why i'm lookin this way.

20 blunts a day eenie-meenie minie-mo

20 blunts a day sticky sticky indo

20 blunts a day step aside an let me blaze

20 blunts a day.

Blazed.

*(2 live crew)*

Verse 3 *(black marquis)*

Do it on the way to san jose

20 blunts a day from the dock of the bay

Niggaz i'm scratch

But they call it killa kali

I'm walkin through the spot in my crocodile ballies

20 bag please

20 deep east

I finna smoke a stanky an get high as a tree

Wit my dime piece mommie

Queen bees keeper

When the bitch shake her ass

Nigga you should see her

Wit a taped on braclet

Diamond laced watches

Mosskimo jeans

Wit her condoms in the pocket

The bitch is real bad in a drop-top jag

Sittin on chrome shelf on paper tag

Slidin off g-string off in a coach bag

Dolla sign eyes an a stash full of hash.

Verse 4 *(young smooth ice)*

Back to the side where niggaz blaze

Home of the crew an the booty shake

Straight packed club where the hoes be poppin

Dick all hard tryin to shake a lil sumpthin

Lookin fo the one that'll do me right

Who keep me cummin all through the night

Ain't no pitty if you fall to your knees

Fuck me

Suck me

But nigga please

Let a nigga hit it

Bitch i know you wit

From the back 'cause my dicks all in it

I stick it in like it ain't no thang

Dick stay hard

Od'd on ginseng

Come an be my private dancer

A playa like me is yo only answer

Holla at yo boy if you wanna play

I got hoes from miami up to the bay. (echos)

*(chorus)*

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