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    Intro:  
    Ha ha yeah  huh  uhh  
    Uhh yeah  huh  ha ha ha  
    Skunk hash in the house  
    Uhh uhh  skunk hash representin  
    Sess sess on the sack  uhh uhh  
    Verse 1:  
    Well biggity bang boom bamma  your robby  bustin my grandmother 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 (boy)  
    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 cos 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 (c'mon)  
    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  
    To raise the lever cos we're never goin out  
    So if you didn't know when, nigga this what we about (boy)  
    We about uhh  
    Chorus:  
    A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)  
    A 40 and a blunt (You know, you know my steelo)  
    A 40 and a blunt (You know my steelo)  
    A 40 and a blunt (You know my stee, you know my steelo)  
    *repeat*  
    Verse 2:  
    Ashes to ashes and blunt to blunt  
    See I fill em with thai or I fill em with skunk (punk)  
    I keeps it on lock but son I gots to come correct (what?)  
    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 and wise  
    like  
    the wise  
    I buys ten bags for dolo (and yo)  
    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  
    Cos oh my God, I hog the blunt like a boss  
    Baby sip the 'orty til the 'orty get me source  
    Court forcin down with no shorts and no laws  
    When it's down to the spit like Tela rocks and it's yours  
    Just take a hit a'time or wacked raps in your slits  
    So peep the cracks in my lips to the black fingertips  
    Nigga cos I crack you up like the Riddler (word up)  
    Plus I come to get higher than Hitler  
    Lay sessions with the skunk, keep my tape stretchin  
    from A section to niggas on lock in State Correction  
    So when I'm in your town at a club near you (aiyo)  
    If you got the bomb. mtherfuckers bring it thru  
    How we do  
    Chorus to fade

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