Blunts N Brass Monkey (Chopped n Screwed)

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Blunts N Brass Monkey (Chopped n Screwed)

Malt liquor in my hand
Orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands
Roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey
Always been the bread and butter
One got me fuc*** up
But I need another

All you rappers is kooky call that rapping hard as a motherfuc***
But soft as butter
Never see you with a chopper
The coppers don't even look in your direction
Even they know you flexin'
Boy never held a Smith and Wesson
Or any weapon
Never say what I'm 'bout to do
Bitch I just do it
You never see me say I'm making a move but I'll move it
Never hear me talking I'ma cop
I'ma copper
Just cop it
You always see me doing shit you talk about in your music

Talking 'bout you got the lean
But your Sprite too clean
You talking 'bout you got some weed
But that shit ain't green
I don't need to f*** your bitch cause my chick too fine
I took a look at your whip
It don't shine like mine

Malt liquor in my hand
Orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands
Roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey
Always been the bread and butter
One got me fuc*** up
But I need another

I'm breaking it up while she up on the block
As soon as we done I be hitting that cut
Im all outta that bud
Now what?
I'm hungry as f***
Gonna get me some grub
Thought about jumping in the whip but the gas be killin me, killing me
Not to mention V8 engine guzzlin' like a slut
Keep refillin'
So to now to hop on the bike and I pedal to the metal
Thirsty homies whistling at bitches like a tea kettle
Settling for they head
Cause they gave me press, he watch from the stands
While a young white homie like me steal the show and create fans
Do as I do
Drink the OE to the label and stop
Break out the OJ
Pour it to the tip of the top
Now mix it up till you don't see no foam in the bottle
Drink that whole shit down then repeat till you wobble

Never say what I'm about to do
Bitch I just do it
You never see me sayin' I'm making a move but I move it
Never hear me talking I'ma cop
I'ma copper
Just cop it
You always see me doing shit you talk about in your music

Malt liquor in my hand
Orange juice in the other
Driving with no hands
Roll it up, I don't stutter
Blunts and brass monkey
Always been the bread and butter
One got me fuc*** up
But I need another