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letra de 10 blunts - king prince & rei$ & huntaps

10 blunts lyrics
[intro: king prince]
king prince
p-ssy, p-ssy, p-ssy

[verse 1: king prince & rei$]
king prince he swears he’s bad but he don’t care what he talking for
he just wants some cash man so he can ball out at the store (at the sto-sto-store)
she wanted to mix our bands but now she’s f-ckin’ with the broke (she f-ckin’ with the)
she wanted to hold my hand but she can’t touch me, i’m too cold (brr, brr)
there’s something off with me
can’t catch a break, what’s off with me
10 blunts in my hand but i’m still tryna roll some mo’ (roll some mo’)
10 blunts chillin’ with my friends but i still wish there was 10 mo’ (oh, yeah)
10 b-tches and they’re all 10’s but i’m still tryna check the score
there’s something off with me
she hits the blunt then coughs with me
wish she wouldn’t talk so i could focus on the smoke (b-tch, what)
wish i would’ve stacked my bands like how a baker stacks his loaf (i’m stacking)
i wish i would’ve popped a xan so this flight wouldn’t be so slow (dolla, sign, dolla, sign, xanny)
there’s something off with me (yeah)

[verse 2: rei$ & huntaps]
drove to the 216
got your girl to send some pics, ooh
she got p-ssy that be so soft, uh
made me feel so off
i’m about to pop this off to the lot
smoking that pot, till i feel so hot
tree so gas, i don’t pass
yeah, uh
f-cking your b-tch, goin phantom, uh
she got me feeling real handsome, uh
bout to go in tandem, hmm
your girl hit me on the random
i’m not addicted to the p-rn, i just make it
i don’t love that hoe, i just fake it, yeah
she call us some losers, uh
that come from the side hoe
don’t be on that dumb sh-t
when i’m in the booth b-tch
all up on that flame sh-t, staying in your main b-tch
yeah she sucking on my d-ck
i’m rubbing her cl-t
she cummin’ off the l!ck (ay)
[verse 3: huntaps]
i just stepped out the whip onto my nikes, ay (yuh)
when i’m rich get season tickets for the knicks, like spike lee, (ay, yuh)
rep my clique to the fyucking fullest that’s why they don’t like me, yeah (ay)
these hoes think they got me but i’m like shawty you ain’t wifey, ay (ay, ay, ay, ay, yuh)
drove up for the day, told bro roll 10 blunts right away (let’s go)
riding in the charger, rei$ he ain’t pressing no brakes (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
why we ain’t ball harder, had a dream i saw the devils face
woke up, had it figured out (woo)
i drew up the perfect play
woke up and chose violence now i ain’t sleep in 3 days (ay, ay)
b-tch i’ve been tryna figure out how to feed my pockets cheesecake (ay, ay, ay, ay)
acting broke to stay rich so yeah i’m kind’ve a cheapskate (ay, ay, ay, ay)
wanna move out to the west, cop me some prime real estate (ay, ay, ay, ay, b-tch)

- king prince rei huntaps

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