40 & a Blunt chords by Das EFX
Verse 1
Am
G
Am
Ha ha yeah, huh, uhh
G
Am
Uhh yeah, huh, ha ha ha
Skunk hash in the house
G
Am
Uhh uhh, skunk hash representin
G
Sess sess on the sack, uhh uhh
Verse 2
Am
Well biggity bang boom bamma, your robby,
bustin my grandmother like cherries
Niggas want to follow but they
G
know my style varies
Am
I smoke like a fire and I drink like a fish
G
I be the rapper junkie gettin funky,
Am
never miss a diss (boy)
Now is it just me or is it you too?
G
But all I want to do is spark a blunt and drink
Am
some fuckin brew (Me too nigga)
The weed smoker, MC provoker
No joker,
G
my style be doper 'cause it fat like Oprah
Am
Take a toke and blow the smoke
like a dragon
Timberland boots'll keep
G
Am
my fuckin jeans saggin
Pour out my liquor,
bust some niggas that we missin
It's just a tradition,
G
Am
the 40 keep me drunk and pissin
This ain't the mission,
easy rider's got to go (c'mon)
We're only smokin phillies,
G
Am
white owls or optimols
We've got the flows that
are better with every letter
I keep it wetter,
G
niggas better get they shit together
Am
To raise the lever 'cause
we're never goin out
So if you didn't know when, nigga
G
Am
this what we about (boy)
We about uhh
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Verse 3
Am
Chorus x2]
G
Am
A 40 and a blunt (You know my
steelo)
A 40 and a blunt (You know, you
know my steelo)
G
Am
A 40 and a blunt (You know my
steelo)
G
Am
A 40 and a blunt (You know my stee,
G
Am
you know my steelo)
Verse 4
Am
Ashes to ashes and blunt to blunt See
G
I fill em with thai or I fill
Am
em with skunk (punk)
I keeps it on lock but son I gots to come
correct (what?)
The shit that I be smokin
G
Am
get'cha open like a Tek
Check the glaze in my eyes, no disguise
and I smoke so much boom that I should win
G
a fuckin Heisman and wise like
Am
the wise
I buys ten bags for dolo (and yo)
G
Sick of niggas askin "Yo what up
with K Solo?"
Am
Well I'ma fuckin bastard when
it comes to gettin blasted
If it's the hashish then fuck
G
that ole two-in-passion
Am
'cause 'cause 'cause oh my God,
I hog the blunt like a boss
G
Baby sip the 'orty til the 'orty
get me source
Am
Court forcin down with no shorts
and no laws
When it's down to the spit
G
like Tela rocks and it's yours
Am
Just take a hit a'time or
wacked raps in your slits
So peep the cracks in my lips
G
to the black fingertips
Am
Nigga 'cause I crack you up
like the Riddler (word up)
G
Plus I come to get higher than Hitler
Am
Lay ses sions with the skunk,
keep my tape stretchin
G
from A section to niggas on lock
Am
in State Cor rection
So when I'm in your town
at a club near you (aiyo)
If you got the bomb.
G
mtherfuckers bring it through
Am
How we do
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40 & a Blunt
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