20 Blunts A Day lyrics

Artist  : Luniz 
Song : 20 Blunts A Day



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featuring 2 Live Crew &
Christion

*(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,
cuz
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,
cuz I ain't payin,
ya
shoulda known pimpy-doo niggaz ain't
playin,
juss pull down yo drawls so a nigga
can see,
cuz 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)*

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, cuz 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)*