Tech N9ne - Blunt And A Ho lyrics

[Tech N9ne] IRS took all my money, I was a stupid kid Cause I didn't pay taxes when sh** was lucrative So I had to start over, good thing I shoot the sh** Off enough to not take me away to do big bids So I say that to say that I'm straight buildin But it really hurts when the government take millions Since I was shady had two ladies to make children The same time when they do college you break scrillion So you think of doin the sh** that be un-earthly to be sure your daughter stay steady and up in Berkley Money be the problem but other things here to curse me Hurt my girl so much she now doin the sh** to hurt me Wifey cheated after I did and skeeted My life is a Red Hot Chili Pepper, I eat it Like I'm Anthony Kiedis, I'm heated So just like a man I resort to my penis So check it out [Chorus 2X: Tech N9ne] I got a blunt (and a ho!) I ain't 'bout to spend my whole day stuck in a funk So I'm about to get drunk (and a ho!) Sittin right on top of me with that incredible rump So check it out [Murs] Heh, I used to have this festival called "Paid Dues" But I never fully got paid, dude (really?) The IRS though they think I diiiid And now they after the kid, sh** And I'm the only one in my household that go to work Ain't gettin no p**y so now I gotta jerk Feelin like a jerk and that ain't ever gonna work Playin positive but ain't gettin none of the perks (woo!) What to do when your I-G poppin off Snapchat got the gym rat panties droppin off Sayin all she want is this dick, whether it's hard or soft Closest I been to p**y is fish sticks and tartar sauce And I ain't tryna be no martyr boss f**ed around and she done pissed Nick Carter off (b**h!) This n***a Tech got me high Now I finally got a good alibi So check it out, I got a blunt [Chorus] [Ubiquitous] I got a chick out of town always givin me stuff She stay mad as a f** cause I don't visit enough So she calls me to cuss, I don't know what it was But uh, somethin that I does got 'em fallin in love So we on the phone beefin and she cryin to me Like "U-B-I, you be fly, but you be lyin to me" True, she dyin to see, where I was and what happened Studyin social media, she tryin to catch him Bad b**h caught him off-guard with the condom off Let her hit, now my dick feel like it fallin off Sperm went and shot 'em off, burnin like a Molotov Word to my mama, I'm disturbed by a lot of broads That's word to mother son, I cut her off Baby she make me cum a lot, but it come at a cost I got a girl I love and I lost, we'll never reconcile She played me like a pawn for the record, so check it out I got a blunt [Chorus] [Outro: Murs] Ohhhh man (ahhh sh**!) Boss man, boss man I told you I don't smoke man, you know I don't do that sh** Ay y'all hear that? Is that my phone? Hold up, hello? Hey babe, oh, nah, hold on Ay y'all, do I sound high? f** Y'all gon' get me a divorce man, goddamn it Hold on baby, I'll call you right back