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Blunt G.
I'm a Moonrock junkie (huh?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (say what?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (yeah!) Keep it in the jar not the bag cause it's too funky (it's too funky, it's too funky!) I'm a Moonrock junkie (huh?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (say what?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (yeah!) Keep it in the jar not the bag cause it's too funky I'm connected wit the Cali plug too legit Every blunt that I smoke put some Moonrocks in it When they see my neck competition wanna squeeze Jus because I'm sellin Moonrocks twenty dollar G's How I'm skatin on these niggaz, they call me Tony Hawk; I never walk; too fly; Still shine even in the dark One time hit the Moonrock; Two times it'll do a lot This iz rapper weed not that local pot. Yeah! Takin off on a rocket ship. hoez on the rocketship take it off If you wanna take a lil trip, gotta get wit Blunt G. dogg I don't feel like less than a million. I wanna live life lavishly F*ck the up and down money. Go ahead and turn off the gravity If the Moonrocks was a hoe you already know it be a badie A couple hits on the bitch; turn a nigga to a late night zaddy Hoez on my dick like I'm Elvis; hit her pelvis in a pink Caddy I told her to call-me, Mr.Presley, She was callin me daddy Why? I'm a Moonrock junkie (huh?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (say what?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (yeah!) Keep it in the jar not the bag cause it's too funky (it's too funky, it's too funky!) I'm a Moonrock junkie (huh?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (say what?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (yeah!) Keep it in the jar not the bag cause it's too funky Ooouuu Moonroocks hit a nigga chest like boom! Mood: High as f*ck. Ain't no fuckin up in the booth They say that I'm high as hell. Better get it right, boy I'm higher than heaven I just got the pound. I need some blunts. So I head to the 7eleven It's 4:20 now. Stay above the clouds like a 747 When I hit the scale wit the Moonrocks out the top dresser; one twelve, nothin lesser Damn! Trippin on niggaz that never do. Smoke on the Moonrocks I got Fo Rangz on fo fingerz. You know they got residue Yeah. Yeah Pump it up. Yeah Getcha blunt. Yeah Roll it up. Yeah Get in my zone yeah. Lace it up wit the Moonrocks and I'm gone yeah And you ain't smokin on my shit if you got them muthafuckin baby lungz yeah On the moon kickin rocks dancin wit the Beats headphones yeah The Moonrock shit smellin stronger than a bih like ammonia Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah... I'm a Moonrock junkie (huh?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (say what?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (yeah!) Keep it in the jar not the bag cause it's too funky (it's too funky, it's too funky!) I'm a Moonrock junkie (huh?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (say what?) I'm a Moonrock junkie (yeah!) Keep it in the jar not the bag cause it's too funky