Tech N9ne - Blunt and a Ho lyrics

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Ft. MURS & Ubiquitous

(Verse: Tech N9ne)

IRS took all my money, I was a stupid kid

Cause I didn't pay taxes when shit was lucrative

So I had to start ova, good thing I shoot the shit

Off enough to not take me away to do big bits

So I say that to say that I'm straight buildin'

But it really hurts when the government take millions

Since I was shady had two ladies to make children

The same time when they do college ya break scrillion

So ya think of doin' the shit that be un-earthly

To be sure yo daughter stay steady and up in Berkley

Money be the problem, but other things be here to curse me

Hurt my girl so much she now doin' the shit to hurt me

Wifey cheated after I did and skeeted

My life is a Red Hot Chilli Pepper I eat it

Like I'm Anthony Kiedis, I'm heated

So, just like a man, I resort to my penis

So check it out

(Hook x2: Tech N9ne)

I got a blunt (And a ho)

I ain't about to spend my whole day stuck in the funk

So I'm about to get drunk (And a ho)

Sittin' right on top of me wit that incredible rump

So check it out

(Verse 2: Murs)

I used to have this festival called "Paid Dues"

But I neva fully got paid, dude (Really?)

The IRS thought they think I did

And now they after the kid, shit

And I'm the only one in my household that go to work

Ain't gettin' no pussy, so now I gotta jerk

Feelin' like a jerk and that ain't eva gonna work

Playin' positive, but ain't gettin' none of the perks

What to do when yo IG poppin' off?

Snapchat got the gym rat panties droppin' off

Sayin' all she want is this dick, whether it hard or soft

Closest I been to pussy is fish sticks and tartar sauce

And I ain't tryin' to be no martyr boss

Fucked around and she done pissed Nick Carter off

This nigga Tech got me high and now I finally got a good alibi

So check it out, I got a...

(Hook x2)

(Verse 3: Ubiquitous)

I got a chick out of town always givin' me stuff

She stay mad as a fuck cause I don't visit enough

So she calls me to cuss

I don't know what it was, but, uh, somethin' that I does got 'em fallin' in love

So we on the phone beefin' and she cryin' to me

Like 'U-B-I, ya be fly, but ya be lyin' to me'

True, she dyin' to see where I was and what happened

Studyin' social media, she tryin' to catch him

Bad bitch caught him off guard wit the condom off

Let her hit, now my dick feel like it fallin' off

Sperm went and shot 'em off

Burnin' like a Molotov

Word to my mama, I'm disturbed by a lot of broads

That's word to mother, son, I cut her off

Baby, she make me cum a lot, but it come at a cost

I got a girl I love, and I lost, we'll never reconcile

She played me like a pawn for the record

So check it out, I got a

(Hook x2)

(Outro: Murs)

Oh, man (Ah, shit) Boss man, boss man

I told ya I don't smoke man, ya know I don't do that shit

Ay, y'all hear that? Is that my phone? Hold up

Hello? Hey baby, uh, nah, hold on

Ay, y'all do I sound high?

Fuck! Y'all gon' get me a divorce, man

Goddamn it! Hold on, baby, I'll call ya right back