2 Live Crew - 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 Cuz they came to the club lookin like freak nasty Pullin n***as 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 Cuz I ain't payin Ya shoulda known pimpy-doo n***as ain't playin Juss pull down yo drawls so a n***a can see Cuz 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 ho 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***as 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***as 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***as 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, cuz 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)*