Blunts by MC-MC (The Orwells) ~=Tremelo h=Hammer On Bass Line: e|-----------------------| B|-----------------------| G|-----------------------| D|-------0-2-----------0-| A|------------2--2--3----| E|-3---3-----------------| Lead Guitar: G C e|--------------------------------------------------------| B|-12~--14-12~--------------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------------------| D|--------------------------------------------------------| A|--------------------------------------------------------| E|--------------------------------------------------------| Guitar Riff: e|--------------------------------------------------------| B|-----8h10—8--10----8h10--8--10—---8h10--8--10-------7—8-| G|--7--------------7--------------7--------------7--9-----| D|--------------------------------------------------------| A|--------------------------------------------------------| E|--------------------------------------------------------| C x4 G Hot young honey with a porn star body. Not thinking twice, Chasing rolls with Bacardi. C Bang little bang, And I’m trying to get stoned. Met a couple bad bitches, 2 blunts rolled. G Smoke on me slow, It’s the kush that we blow. Last fucking hit got me out of control. C Cheap champagne and a 40 in the other hand Fuck what you heard I’ll be every bitch’s main man. G C Guitar Riff G What’s in the foam cup, That just got me so gone. 25 people Stand up on the front lawn. C Pants so tight, You can see my dick. Better wipe that shit off, Girl I don’t fuck with lipstick. G She’s on my shit Got me turned on and turnt up When your bitch walk by I turn and say wassup C I’ll load a clip When she cock in my block Got a couples bullets left But she won’t stop. G C x2 Guitar Riff x2 Bridge: e|-3-3----3-3----7-7----7-7----3-3----3-3----7-7----7----7-7-7-| B|-3--3---3--3---7--7---7--7---3--3---3--3---7--7---7----7-7-7-| G|-4---4--4---4--8---8--8---7--4---4--4---4--8---8--8----8-8-8-| D|-5----5-5----5-9----9-9----6-5----5-5----5-9----9-9----9-9-9-| A|-------------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------------| G Rich white girl drop that ass like its acid. I’m rolling up fatties, And chewing on Xanax. C Stacking up singles And fake sunglasses Sit on my lap, And let me get a couple dances. G I make it rain like a Florida hurricane. Mouth full of platinum and 3 gold chains. C Zip up my pants, And then hop on my caddy. Pussy so tight, I could have been her daddy. G
