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Best of DJ Melo-Mix, Pt. 2: The Blunt Burner (DJ Melo-Mix) · Beautiful Tribute to James Blunt (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tribute to James Blunt (Joe Cocker) · Blunt Force Trauma (Cavalera Conspiracy) · Blunt Force Trauma (Cavalera Conspiracy) · Old Cuts And Blunt Knives (Crowpath) · Blunt Special Blends (Royal Flush) · Blunt Force Trauma [CD/DVD] (Cavalera Conspiracy) · Blunt Force Trauma (Cavalera Conspiracy) · I Need a Dollar (Aloe Blacc) – and 90 other albums »


is no joke
To all my real gorillas thuggin'
On top of corners every day strugglin'
All the beautiful women getting' money
Washin' them dollar bills
Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces
Plastic bag carryin', no two paces
iPhone, belt by Gucci
Bands with loose change and some car keys
Wake up in the morning, roll a blunt and then I count bank
Pull out the garage, hit a button then the top faint
You ain't from the "A", all you
of the world 
With 50 grand in my hand 
Steady puffin on a blunt 
Sippin hennessy and coke, 
Gimme what you won't. 

Sittin on top of the world 
Sittin
Yeah, it's Kells
Kells and o-j (ay ay)

Swag through the club throwin' money in the sky,
I can't lie, I'm a ball 'til I die,
Blunts of the good
mommy was bad they say
Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he swings

As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray
I could see my whole life fly past
crazy, mommy was bad they say
Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he swings

[HooK: Nas]
As the blunt ash falls into the ash tray
I could see my
(where my money at?)

[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
See I'mma tell you like Wu told me
Cash rules everything around me
Singin' dollar dollar bill y'all (dollar
see nothin' but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold
Got it off the street movin' bundles and loads
to get drunk (and a ho)
Sitting right on top of me with that incredible rump
So check it out
I got a blunt (and a ho)
I ain't about to spend my whole
to get drunk (And a ho)
Sitting right on top of me with that incredible rump
So check it out
I got a blunt (And a ho)
I ain't about to spend my whole
she don't do you like me
Betcha top dollar she don't move you like me
Betcha she 
Betcha that she don't turn you on
You know that I'm the one you
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin'' players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
the six-six-tre
Like I won't let this motherfucka tear up the store
Three-wheeling with a cloud of kush in my jaw
Thousand dollar blunts, what a nigga want?
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin'' players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
Grindin' hard, paper stackin' tryna follow the plan
Pullin', gloss and steams chasin' million dollar dreams
Livin' the thug life I get it by any means
proper,
did dirt, did West cause I clown coppers (yeah).
Do hip-hop, rap, compose 'em most, I couldn't see me,
mad advanced and my skills are all about
to the moon 
I float like balloons

Yeah, I smoke a box of blunts for breakfast
Ay, and I woke up like Hugh Hefner ay
I had to switch her out my old phone
mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin'' players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got
Freak nasty super bad, earring in her tongue
Smell good, Prada bag, angel perfume cologne
I'm tryin' to have me that lipstick by Mac
Make like
a pair of my sneakers
I wonder where he got 'em 'cause I hid 'em behind my speakers
The object of your affection is the tree-top connection
Or basically
at the light see some hoes watch 'em jock us
I'm so roll with my electric top
Hit a button, ain't gotta get out, fuck with nothing
Let the top just fold up
a pair of my sneakers
I wonder where he got 'em 'cause I hid 'em behind my speakers
The object of your affection is the tree-top connection
Or basically
To all my real gorillas thuggin'
On top of corners every day strugglin'
All the beautiful women getting' money
Washin' them dollar bills like laundry
come around my blunt
Grimey and gritty New York City's top gun
First nigga act up gets a hot one
B-P-V the bottom and top done
I get there, I gets

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