Blunt G. - Moon Rock Junkie Lyrics

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 f*ckin 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 muthaf*ckin 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