| I came to park the car with no valet
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| 99 blunts lay dead in my ashtray
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| Tell all these hoes to stay off my pathway
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| I can show you how to get it on a bad day
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| Motor head with my Metal Gear Solid
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| Black nail polish what’s the deal are you gothic?
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| Probably a borderline alcoholic
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| How you hating with no paper in your pocket? |
| (How)
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| Big Opinion with no money that’s a problem
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| That’s the shit that gets you put inside a coffin
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| All the talking but the comments ain’t no commas
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| So I can never fuck with what you think about us
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| 99, 99 blunts
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| 99, 99 blunts
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| 99, 99 blunts
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| 99, 99, 99 blunts
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| All black hoodie with the champion sweats
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| Big bad bully with a bag of regrets
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| I only smoke cigarettes when I’m drunk
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| That’s 27/28 days of the month
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| When I die bury me inside that mothafuckin' OXXO
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| Tell all the kids I’m a legend like Picasso
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| Use sunflowers to decorate my grave
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| And spread all my ashes in the lights of a rave
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| I’m a day one bad bitch
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| Take no captives
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| Break break crack ribs
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| Grand Prix practice
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| Blunt pass chapped lips
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| Nothing but the gossip
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| System of a down chop suey bitch I’m moshin
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| Flexin with the posh got the diamonds in the cross
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| And I say a fucking prayer
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| I don’t deal with the cops
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| I ain’t fucking with the pigs
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| Unless you cooking chicharron
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| Meet me on the corner and I got the Doctor on the phone
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| Kawasaki moto
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| Polaroid a photo
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| If you fuck me right
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| I might take you to Kyoto
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| Kawasaki moto
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| Polaroid a photo
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| And if you fuck me right
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| I might take you to Kyoto
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| I came to park the car with no valet
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| 99 blunts lay dead in my ashtray
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| Tell all these hoes to stay off my pathway
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| I can show you how to get it on a bad day
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| 99, 99 blunts
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| 99, 99 blunts
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| 99, 99 blunts
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| 99, 99, 99 blunts
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| Big loud mouth where your energy at
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| Aiming at ya head
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| Now your memory lapsed
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| If I aim it at your chest then your lung will collapase
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| I wanna make a mil'
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| Ain’t no time to relax
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| Facts are facts
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| I broke the latch
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| Kick the door in
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| My boots Doc Martens (Doc Martens)
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| Hungry starvin'
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| Beg your pardon
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| Eat the garden
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| Leave the scene in Arson (Arson) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 99 Blunts , by - Speak. Song from the album Singularity, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп