Don Juan - Get Blowed lyrics

{​*Conversation*}​ [Verse 1] The definition of blowed is indo, by the load Chronic munchies got me on the commode When I unload, let's role Cloudy, outie like I'm on Maui Wowie Zowwy sparkers on me homie This weed is like nocatomi on me If you want it, you can have it be that Hundred sacks and nut sacks Plus fat splats from flesh gats Only hay wastin', we both high This is game so let me tap into your horny playstation I'm Tecca, so I wrecka of course Happy like I won the super-trifecta divorce f** whenever, cause I'm hella-hella Lifted, I'm hella-hella, chronic, hella sonic It's like I take a hit of hydro-ponic, ironic Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you That I'm on cannabis, alcove without a turn of alto, Groucho Unless I get some Biancas to let me give 'em something To open they mouth for, bounce yo Fat a**, to the rhymes I flow My beats pound for blocks, from Grand View to Granot Let's get wicked like mixin' liquor like dark rum and gin Faded f**in' on the only pile of twiny twin twin [Hook] (2X) Let's get drunk, get blowed Spit sh**, spark blunts and f** hoes Y'all let's get drunk, get blowed n***a roll to spot with plots to f** hoes [Verse 2] Let's, roll to a spot, where cops don't flock We can all get our s** on, and smoke pot Talk of bendin' the reefa, you can leave it with beaver Because I'd rather be f**in' smokin' Hawiian sativa Comprende? Even when we're in L.A hellacious Bags ya bud, when you go grecious gracias, senior This is bomb C4, me gone, if the bud is fire, say "Yes, Simon" On that 151 Rum liquor And plus that lime green sticky sh** be's a kicker It makes me wanna roll bud, roll bud And f** a b**h with no rub, no rub Psyched you, when it sikes you hype you pipe to lighter Might ignite, a snipe to swipe a viper Only when you dippin' in wet But the only wet I'm dippin' in is vaginas If it don't smell like salmon Crockets, I'm in the zone, pa**ed gone Beatrice if you comin' bring ya silly a** on, lash on Leave Mitch behind, he's pissed at mine Cause I'm nice, plus, I, am, cold, as, ice [Hook] (2X) [Verse 3] You hoes token bu*ts, cho's chokin' nut So go soak in ya pity you mo smokin' s*ut Greed, another devious seed n***aro n***a don't you know I stick many 'ancas cause p**y stampede It's who dis, packin' poison mistic dick For you no good, freaky's a trick b**h to get with Got a peak, and the dick No the b**h don't really wanna give me none That's cool, punk b**h That's why you minimum wagin it, b**h stuck at Cinnabun Who's this, twisted clique in your face Motherf**er You's a s**er if you touch us, we brothers, we straight ruckus With Nina n***a, we 'bout to get blowed And roll to a spot with plots to f** hoes [Hook] (2X) Ad lib until the end