Luniz - 20 Blunts A Day lyrics

*(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 n***az on the floor, dance nasty as you wanna, rub-a-dub-dub, lap dance in the corner, same ol sh**, same ol hits, same ol click, same ol dick, b**h don't look in my eyes, 'cause I ain't payin, ya shoulda known pimpy-doo n***az ain't playin, juss pull down yo drawls so a n***a can see, 'cause I doubt that the p**y is f**in wit me, pop a coochie to the back, pop a coochie to the front, but damn, open yo thighs pick up my n***a BLUNT, what ya really want, what ya really need, pop the breaks on that sh** 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 b**hes 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 n***a Num drunk on the porch off a mutha f**in quart of O.E., nickle an dime a** n***a, to a top hat balla, big rigga like E-Fourtee, n***az 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 b**hes beep us, turn yo main squeaze into a cheata, smokin reefa, took off my DK's, an she f**ed us up wit the whole sneaka, an her p**y, lift yo a** 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, n***az I'm scratch, but they call it k**a 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 b**h shake her a**, n***a you should see her, wit a taped on braclet, diamond laced watches, Mosskimo jeans, wit her condoms in the pocket, the b**h 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 n***az 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, f** me, s** me, but n***a please, let a n***a hit it, b**h 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)*