Lil Wayne – Blunt Blowin Lyrics

Blunt Blowin

Lil Wayne

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"Blunt Blowin." - Lil Wayne

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 07:28 pm

Album: Tha Carter IV (Complete Edition)

Track No: 02

Yeah
I put my shades on
Uh, I live it up like these are my last days
If time is money, I'm an hour past paid
Ugh, gunpowder in my hourglass
**** faker than some flour in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurtin'
I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect
Some of us are lovers
Most of y'all haters
But I put up a wall
And they just wallpaper
So love or hate me
I stay hate-free
They say we learn from mistakes
Why that's why they mistake me
I got some weight on my shoulders
To me it's like feathers
All hail Weezy
Call it bad weather
I stick to the script
I memorize the lines
'Cause life is a movie that I've seen too many times
You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds
And they say never say never but
Fuck it never mind
I've been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home, yeah
And I'm a
Blunt blowin'
Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-****
With my money growin'
No matter where you goin'
You don't need a bus pass
You need to bust yo' ass ****
I'm a
Blunt blowin'
Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-****
With my money blowin'
Don't matter, I got mo'
And you don't need a bus pass
You need to bust yo' ass
****
Stunna, I got 'em
I'm back on them bitches
All about my riches
My name should be Richard
Cut the bullshit out
I'm Edward with the scissors
Life is a choice
And death is a decision
Times have changed
But fuck it, get a new watch
I still got the vision like a line between two dots
Young Money's eatin'
The label gettin' fatter
And yeah the tables turned, but I'm still sittin' at 'em
I'm a bad motherfucker 'cause the good die young
Everybody sellin' dreams
I'm too cheap to buy one
Man, when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb
Shoot that hummingbird down
Hummingbird don't hum, yeah
Big money
Big money, deep pockets
Money talks
And motherfuckers eavesdroppin'
Bunch of bloods
You could call it blood clottin'
East side
MOB, Piru Damu
Blunt blowin'
Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-****
With my teeth glowin'
I'm on my Deebowin'
You don't need a bus pass
You need to bust yo' ass, ****
I'm a blunt blowin'
Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-****
With my money blowin'
No matter where you goin'
You don't need a bus pass
You need to bust yo' ass
Light that Ashton Kutcher
I'm a limit pusher
See y'all dead meat
And me, I'm just a butcher
I do it for the money
Man, I am such a hooker
And freedom was my girl
Until they fuckin' took her
You can look into the future
It's right behind your eyelids
But, I don't wanna know
'Cause shit, I like surprises
Why that, why this, why you on that "why" shit?
Motherfucker ask me "why?"
I say YM
Beach bum
Call me Ocean Drive Slim
Drop the top
Look up and make the sky grin
Young Moolah
Skinnies and some Supras
Belly of the beast 'til it puke us
Motherfucker
Blunt blowin'
Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-****
With my teeth glowin'
I'm on my Deebowin'
You don't need a bus pass
You need to bust yo' ass, ****
I'm a blunt blowin'
Polo-drawers-showin'
I-don't-give-a-lovely-motherfuck-ass-****
With my money blowin'
No matter where you goin'
You don't need a bus pass
You need to bust yo' ass, ****
Now, I've been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Yeah, I've been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Said I been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
None
None
None
Bitch, I been gone too long
True or false, right or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home
Yeah!

Writer(s): D. Carter, B. Zayass & Matthew Del Giorno.

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