40 & a blunt

ha ha yeah, huh, uhh, uhh yeah, huh, ha ha ha, skunk hash in the house, uhh uhh, skunk hash representin, cess cess on the sack, uhh uhh, well biggity bang boom bamma, yo i be bustin my grammar 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, 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 cause 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, 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, tougher than leather cause we're never goin out, so if you didn't know a nigga, this what we about, we about uhh, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, ashes to ashes and blunt to blunt, see i fill em with thai or i fill em with skunk, i keeps it on lock but son i gots to come correct, 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, i wise like the wise men, i buys ten bags for dolo, 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, cause oh my god, i hog the blunt like a boss, baby sip the 'orty til the 'orty get me source, get the quart, force it down with no shorts and no laws, when it's down to the spit like t la rock said, it's yours, just take a hit everytime a wack rap singer slips, so peep the cracks in my lips to the black fingertips, nigga cause i crack you up like the riddler, plus i come to get higher than hitler, lay sessions with the skunk, keep my tape stretchin, from every section to niggas on lock in state correction, so when i'm in your town at a club near you, if you got the bomb. motherfuckers bring it thru, how we do, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt, a 40 and a blunt