CHILDREN OF THA BLUNTS lyrics

[&][&][&][&] 1995

[Verse 1: Ethelwulf]
Bad b*tch
Booty thick
Bad friends
Perfect
Blunt lit baby hit
Don't quit, smoke it
Big hit, bong rip, more weed in this spliff
Take a lift, spaceship, kush smoke strong sh*t
Thong on booty split, damn right show me quick
I'mma get up in her sh*t, di*k all up in her stomach
Feeling it I'm feeling it, feeling it she feeling it
I'm high as hell I'm killing it
She high as f*ck but taking di*k
Black shirt where it's at
Girl I'mma need it back
I don't give a f*ck bout that simpy sh*t to trill for that
In the club but in the back, with the set on the loud pack
Bring some pretty women back
And let them strip while we roll hash

[Chrous: EthelWulf]
Children of the weed, please find us more please
n*gga we the children of the trees, please get us more please
[Verse 2: EthelWulf]
Gotta re-up hit my n*gga t.o like
Lemme get a O.z cuz
And I roll one b*tch wit my girl
I'm coming, I'm running I gotta smoke something
Don't beef for sh*t n*gga just give me more money
That kush marijuana, toast like a sauna
I'll never be sober, I'll smoke it till I'm older
I tell your b*tch bend over
n*gga that's why she sober
And oh sh*t n*gga my di*k slipped
Now it's set where her tongue sits b*tch!

[Verse 3: Chris Travis]
Blunts in rotation
She wanna hit it she can't take it
Smoking on some sh*t from Jamaicans
Had me looking like I'm Asian
Eyes red and hella lazy
My steez so tight it's crazy
This sh*t is hella wavy
I do this sh*t daily
Purple kush I'm blazing
Gone on over them hoes we so faded
Steezy ass n*ggas so f*cking wavy
Catch me blowing trees I'm skating
Grill shining like Natives
Pull up on your b*tch she take it
Sour diesel I am baking
Dirty sprite I am drinking
f*ck what you n*ggas thinking
Blacked out and I'm swinging
In the cut b*tch I'm dunking
Trill status I got ranking
Pimp C in the trunk I got banging b*tch
Banging b*tch
Pimp C in my trunk, I come with the f*cking banging b*tch
[Chorus]