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[Cornbread] Maaaannn I keep my blunt true like I do my crime And once I, twist up this bloop, it's gone blow your mind Hold up, I can't choose because them Royals will hurt you My favorite Jamaican Rum will taste fine with the purple Now we can smoke all night, cousin it ain't nothing Don't trip, if we run out of Trues, just keep them Royals coming Got a gang of different types, go on and let the plastics rip Watch the flavor fill the room, you ain't got to take a sniff But once you take a wiff, oh boy its automatic Everytime you holding sticky, you gone hit the store and grab it Take it from your boy, I done witnessed it first hand And this is shoutin Cornbread out the silent thats my man [Chorus: x2] We can go all night, keep them True Blunts coming Drop some paper on the table if you're smoking something We can Royal wrap some sticky if you Oooooo Weeeeee Royal wrap some sticky if you Ooooooo Weeeeee [Mano] Yo, rip it out the package Stuff in Royal wrap it For the sticky man, gone blueberry or Cognac-it It got to be the True, Goons blow the blue in traffic Pull up at the light, smell it, and you gots to have it Letras de cancionesWhat you smoking on?...(This!?)..It's the Royal Blunt Go rush them, they got 10 bomb flavors you gone fully want So go and get them, they fresh and clean Don't got to split them, just stuff them up, light them up, and hit them It's the Royal Blunt, it's the True Blunt, thats the best for me All those other fake blunts, thats like stress to me Ayo, roll it up, all we blow is the sho'nuff Keep it True, becuase we don't smoke nothing thats tore up [Chorus] [Cavie] I'm about to roll up a True Blunt and pass it around Until all of my Goonies become engulfed in a cloud That sour apple smoke, I start to choke and back up off it When I look around the room I see all my Goons coughing Yeah, here come another one, passed by my partner I think the flavor's grape, but nah, its pena colada, Yeah That sticky icky get me And once it hit me it lift me it twist me, make me switch like Bill Bixby Nah, I mean like David Banner, especially off Banana When I seen them Royal Blunts man, I had to grab them Got to have them, when I'm in the club on me like Ahhh yeah It's going down tonight, it's Royal Blunts everywhere [Chorus] [Mobo-Ced] I'm the Kiiinnnggg Of chopping and dropping them trees Elbows to O.C.'s Go tell the police Mob got a Glad plastic trash bag with no seeds Keep my grass with no leaves When you see, you say its O.G. Don't want to hurt nobody But I put bomb in the air like Sadaam or Bin Laden With my Goon guys Squadron, [?]....green we squabbin partner But I rather be, rolling me up something to blow With one of them blueberry or cherry Royal Blunts from the store Change the [?] when I light up, or 2 blunts [?] dryer I know...its going to take me hiiiiiigggher That sticky got my eeyyyyeess shut And my mouth drrryyyeeed up I'm blowing [Chorus x2] From Letras Mania