The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Like they always say, what's good for Num
Is always good for you, let's get high
20 blunts a day, hen and alazae
20 blunts a day, hen and alazae
One, drink a lot, all day
(Two)
Five, smoke a lot, all day
(Twenty)
You know what I came to do
Came to drink wit a gold face same as you
Drop a fifty on the bar for a fifth of Hindu
Got freaks wit me, gotta get gin too
I know hoes think the same as me
Because they came to the club lookin' like freak nasty
Pullin' niggaz on the floor, dance nasty as you wanna
Rub a dub, dub, lap dance in the corner
Same old shit, same old hits, same old click, same old dick
Bitch, don't look in my eyes, 'cuz I ain't payin'
Ya shoulda known pimpy doo, niggaz, ain't playin'
Just pull down yo' drawls, so a nigga can see
'Cuz I doubt that the pussy is fuckin' wit me
Pop a coochie to the back, pop a coochie to the front
But damn, open yo' thighs, pick up my nigga blunt
What ya really want, what ya really need?
Pop the breaks on that shit and let's get keyed
Girl, I always pictured you in neon lights
Big 44, double D's, what a sight
You and me both, we can get respect
Two triple shots of hen and we'll be on deck
You my type, you old hoe, you my type, you know
(Hen and alazae)
I'm feelin' like I wanna hurl
(Hen and alazae)
I think I'm gonna leave this world
(Hen and alazae)
I been drink a lot all day
(Hen and alazae)
That's why I'm lookin' this way
(Hen and alazae)
I think I need a li'l more
(Hen and alazae)
Send yo' mama to the store
(Hen and alazae)
I can't keep my vision straight
Hen and alazae, zae
Smoke a lot, smoke a lot, why do you smoke?
20 blunts a day, you don't choke
Why bitches doggy style, nut down yo throat
Get up while my dick on yo' coat and I'm bumpin' too short
Down the block, three on fourth
My nigga Num, drunk on the porch off a muthafuckin' quart of OE
Nickle and dime ass nigga to a top hat balla, big rigga like E-Fourtee
Niggaz know me, smoke a lot, only smoke weed, blow trees
Whole keys, see me in a E-3 dub, rollin' sweet up every time you see yuk
Peep us, only bad bitches beep us
Turn yo' main squeeze into a cheata, smokin' reefa
Took off my DK's and she fucked us up wit the whole sneaka
And her pussy, lift yo ass cheeks up so I could see
Mix the hashes up wit the back yard boogie, woogie
Bust nuts on yo' Donna Carra hoodie if it's all goodie
And be a ride a Benz wit my knees, what?
Breakin' trees up, rollin' weed up on my way to the V up
To put the G's up, see yuk, hella high, tinky eyed like Korea
(20 blunts a day)
I been gettin high all day
(20 blunts a day)
And the blunts get bigger
(20 blunts a day)
Excuse me if my eyes are glazed
(20 blunts a day)
That's why I'm lookin' this way
(20 blunts a day)
Eenie meenie, minie mo
(20 blunts a day)
Sticky, sticky endo
(20 blunts a day)
Step aside and let me blaze
20 blunts a day, blazed
Do it on the way to San Jose
20 blunts a day in the dock of the bay
Niggaz, I'm scratch but they call it Killa Cali
I'm walkin' through the spot in my crocodile ballies
20 bag please, 20 deep east
I finna smoke a stanky and get high as a tree
Wit my dime piece mommie, queen bee's keeper
When the bitch shake her ass, nigga, you should see her
Wit a taped on bracelet, diamond laced watches
Mossimo jeans wit her condoms in the pocket
The bitch is real bad in a drop top Jag
Sittin' on chrome shelf on paper tag
Slidin' off G-string off in a coach bag
Dolla sign eyes and a stash full of hash
Back to the side where niggaz blaze
Home of the crew and the booty shake
Straight packed club where the hoes be poppin'
Dick all hard, tryin' to shake a li'l sumthin'
Lookin' for the one that'll do me right
Who keep me cummin' all through the night
Ain't no pitty if you fall to your knees
Fuck me, suck me but nigga, please
Let a nigga hit it, bitch, I know you wit it
From the back 'cuz my dicks all in it
I stick it in like it ain't no thang
Dick stay hard, OD'd on Ginseng
Come and be my private dancer
A playa like me is yo' only answer
Holla at yo' boy if you wanna play
I got hoes from Miami, up to the Bay
(20 blunts a day)
I been gettin' high all day
(20 blunts a day)
And the blunts get bigger
(20 blunts a day)
Excuse me if my eyes are glazed
(20 blunts a day)
That's why I'm lookin' this way
(20 blunts a day)
Eenie meenie, minie mo
(20 blunts a day)
Sticky, sticky endo
(20 blunts a day)
Step aside and let me blaze
20 blunts a day
Is always good for you, let's get high
20 blunts a day, hen and alazae
20 blunts a day, hen and alazae
One, drink a lot, all day
(Two)
Five, smoke a lot, all day
(Twenty)
You know what I came to do
Came to drink wit a gold face same as you
Drop a fifty on the bar for a fifth of Hindu
Got freaks wit me, gotta get gin too
I know hoes think the same as me
Because they came to the club lookin' like freak nasty
Pullin' niggaz on the floor, dance nasty as you wanna
Rub a dub, dub, lap dance in the corner
Same old shit, same old hits, same old click, same old dick
Bitch, don't look in my eyes, 'cuz I ain't payin'
Ya shoulda known pimpy doo, niggaz, ain't playin'
Just pull down yo' drawls, so a nigga can see
'Cuz I doubt that the pussy is fuckin' wit me
Pop a coochie to the back, pop a coochie to the front
But damn, open yo' thighs, pick up my nigga blunt
What ya really want, what ya really need?
Pop the breaks on that shit and let's get keyed
Girl, I always pictured you in neon lights
Big 44, double D's, what a sight
You and me both, we can get respect
Two triple shots of hen and we'll be on deck
You my type, you old hoe, you my type, you know
(Hen and alazae)
I'm feelin' like I wanna hurl
(Hen and alazae)
I think I'm gonna leave this world
(Hen and alazae)
I been drink a lot all day
(Hen and alazae)
That's why I'm lookin' this way
(Hen and alazae)
I think I need a li'l more
(Hen and alazae)
Send yo' mama to the store
(Hen and alazae)
I can't keep my vision straight
Hen and alazae, zae
Smoke a lot, smoke a lot, why do you smoke?
20 blunts a day, you don't choke
Why bitches doggy style, nut down yo throat
Get up while my dick on yo' coat and I'm bumpin' too short
Down the block, three on fourth
My nigga Num, drunk on the porch off a muthafuckin' quart of OE
Nickle and dime ass nigga to a top hat balla, big rigga like E-Fourtee
Niggaz know me, smoke a lot, only smoke weed, blow trees
Whole keys, see me in a E-3 dub, rollin' sweet up every time you see yuk
Peep us, only bad bitches beep us
Turn yo' main squeeze into a cheata, smokin' reefa
Took off my DK's and she fucked us up wit the whole sneaka
And her pussy, lift yo ass cheeks up so I could see
Mix the hashes up wit the back yard boogie, woogie
Bust nuts on yo' Donna Carra hoodie if it's all goodie
And be a ride a Benz wit my knees, what?
Breakin' trees up, rollin' weed up on my way to the V up
To put the G's up, see yuk, hella high, tinky eyed like Korea
(20 blunts a day)
I been gettin high all day
(20 blunts a day)
And the blunts get bigger
(20 blunts a day)
Excuse me if my eyes are glazed
(20 blunts a day)
That's why I'm lookin' this way
(20 blunts a day)
Eenie meenie, minie mo
(20 blunts a day)
Sticky, sticky endo
(20 blunts a day)
Step aside and let me blaze
20 blunts a day, blazed
Do it on the way to San Jose
20 blunts a day in the dock of the bay
Niggaz, I'm scratch but they call it Killa Cali
I'm walkin' through the spot in my crocodile ballies
20 bag please, 20 deep east
I finna smoke a stanky and get high as a tree
Wit my dime piece mommie, queen bee's keeper
When the bitch shake her ass, nigga, you should see her
Wit a taped on bracelet, diamond laced watches
Mossimo jeans wit her condoms in the pocket
The bitch is real bad in a drop top Jag
Sittin' on chrome shelf on paper tag
Slidin' off G-string off in a coach bag
Dolla sign eyes and a stash full of hash
Back to the side where niggaz blaze
Home of the crew and the booty shake
Straight packed club where the hoes be poppin'
Dick all hard, tryin' to shake a li'l sumthin'
Lookin' for the one that'll do me right
Who keep me cummin' all through the night
Ain't no pitty if you fall to your knees
Fuck me, suck me but nigga, please
Let a nigga hit it, bitch, I know you wit it
From the back 'cuz my dicks all in it
I stick it in like it ain't no thang
Dick stay hard, OD'd on Ginseng
Come and be my private dancer
A playa like me is yo' only answer
Holla at yo' boy if you wanna play
I got hoes from Miami, up to the Bay
(20 blunts a day)
I been gettin' high all day
(20 blunts a day)
And the blunts get bigger
(20 blunts a day)
Excuse me if my eyes are glazed
(20 blunts a day)
That's why I'm lookin' this way
(20 blunts a day)
Eenie meenie, minie mo
(20 blunts a day)
Sticky, sticky endo
(20 blunts a day)
Step aside and let me blaze
20 blunts a day
Lyrics submitted by spliphstar
20 Bluntz a Day Lyrics as written by Garrick Husbands Anthony Douglas Gilmour
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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