Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 5 Blunts, artist - Wiz Khalifa. Date of issue: 03.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
5 Blunts |
| Trying to stay in my zone |
| Watching enemies close |
| They be doing the most |
| So I go through the motions |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Good head is my motivation |
| Gas her up like a service station |
| Purple drank on you perpetratin' |
| While you perpetrating, I’m renegotiatin' |
| Ah, let me think about it |
| Ah, it’s like a bank around me |
| When the soldiers with me it’s like a tank around me |
| And I don’t like niggas saying «cain't» around me |
| I define the odds, 2 Glock nines is my body guards |
| Ain’t nothing slick to a can of oil |
| Roll up, I’m high as fuck |
| Some of you niggas ain’t try enough |
| Some of you niggas ain’t buy enough |
| You smoking good, put your lighters up |
| Trying to stay in my zone |
| Watching enemies close |
| They be doing the most |
| So I go through the motions |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| A nigga like me don’t smoke blunts so I keep those joints in rotation |
| Bad bitches calling the radio, keep my joints in rotation |
| Keep throwing money on her ass, she keep that joint in rotation |
| First I’m in a car and then another car, I keep them joints in rotation |
| And I’m hella faded — getting elevated |
| She give me them good brains — I’m getting well educated |
| Soon as them hoes see my car, they wanna jump right in |
| If you see my crib, you would think I was Malibu Ken |
| Pour a shot or two of gin, go and invite a few friends |
| We done tried a few things now you tryna move in |
| You ain’t gotta dude and so I got a few fans |
| I’m a roll a few grams and follow through with the plan |
| Hold up |
| Pour some gin in her cup — she taking shots |
| Bend her down to the front — she taking shots |
| Trying to stay in my zone |
| Watching enemies close |
| They be doing the most |
| So I go through the motions |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| One more to get my lungs warm |
| Two more to get me numb to it |
| Let me tell you niggas |
| Feel this, he’ll realize |
| I gotta deodorize all the unsure |
| Made millions with Shawn Corey |
| Chief a lot, shout out Reese and them |
| Shout out, Gleesh and and Lil Meatchi |
| And peach Ciroc, can’t see a nigga writing like an old sharpie |
| Like a nigga out the globe, with a nigga throwed |
| Like a cornerback in the flat, nigga in the zone |
| Like an ornament on a tree, home in the tree |
| How you gonna eat? |
| Carnivores need beef |
| Well I need beats |
| Been doing this, been proving it |
| Now these niggas give it up like they do at Lent |
| I just be like «Yep!» |
| then I get a rest |
| Haters trying to fuck with me, give 'em nuts like a stewardess |
| Ohhh, tryna stay in my zone |
| I ain’t ready to go |
| And I thought I was on |
| 'Til I seen Puffy Combs |
| Five blunts, nigga fired up |
| Nigga might slide off with y’all joint |
| I got some later joints, and now joints |
| I got emergency hoes, like firetrucks |
| You a wannabe clone, you never authentic |
| You never boss up, we never see y’all out |
| You be frontin' too hard, you ain’t viagra |
| You just wanna be hard 'til you see all us |
| Ho |
| Trying to stay in my zone |
| Watching enemies close |
| They be doing the most |
| So I go through the motions |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |
| Five blunts in rotation, five blunts |