
40's and Bud Kurupt & Mr. Grinch (Ft. Jewell)
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[Intro: **Mr. Finch** & *Jewell*]
*Ooh ooh uuh
You know what I'm sayin'?
You see that difference?
Haha*
**Yeah, Mr. Finch, 40's and bud, hoes know
It's that real love, the energy, to keep you on, yeah**
[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Just another day once again, startin' out slow Mornin' after mornin', hoe after hoe
I wakes up bumpin', damn, it's my cousin that's buzzin' cuz y'all niggas always into somethin'
[Verse 2: Mr. Finch]
I got my new box crew we roll out on a Sunday, not knowin' if we gonna live 'til Monday
Lookin' for bud as the bucket bounce through the SE
Try to bow motherfuckers down
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Yeah, I said loc it's time to smoke that whole ounce, but first turn around and trip out
Sippin' on a boozy so I'm buzzing, bumped out, not giving a fuck, I'm just lettin' it get with my cousin
[Verse 4: Mr. Finch]
Now I'm chokin' as the chronic smoke rises
Gettin' my mack on with two red sleepy dices
And for busters, it ain't no love
We fucked up off of 40's and joints and bud
*Ooh ooh uuh
You know what I'm sayin'?
You see that difference?
Haha*
**Yeah, Mr. Finch, 40's and bud, hoes know
It's that real love, the energy, to keep you on, yeah**
[Verse 1: Kurupt]
Just another day once again, startin' out slow Mornin' after mornin', hoe after hoe
I wakes up bumpin', damn, it's my cousin that's buzzin' cuz y'all niggas always into somethin'
[Verse 2: Mr. Finch]
I got my new box crew we roll out on a Sunday, not knowin' if we gonna live 'til Monday
Lookin' for bud as the bucket bounce through the SE
Try to bow motherfuckers down
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Yeah, I said loc it's time to smoke that whole ounce, but first turn around and trip out
Sippin' on a boozy so I'm buzzing, bumped out, not giving a fuck, I'm just lettin' it get with my cousin
[Verse 4: Mr. Finch]
Now I'm chokin' as the chronic smoke rises
Gettin' my mack on with two red sleepy dices
And for busters, it ain't no love
We fucked up off of 40's and joints and bud
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