Hunter Got High Lyrics

Hunter Got High Lyrics – Afroman

Shout out to Baste Records (Hey, yeah, la-da-da)
Hey, Hunter (La-da-da-da)
Roll another one of those congressional blunts, brotha (La-da-da-da)

He was gonna get his laptop fixed, but Hunter got high (Ooh)
He wasn’t gonna show all them dick pics, but hunter got high (La-da-da-da)
He shoulda let Hillary bleach the whole hard drive
But Hunter got high (Hey), Hunter got high, Hunter got high

He wasn’t gonna mess with the hoes, but Hunter got high (Oh)
He was gonna take ’em all out on a boat, but Hunter got high
He’s the smartest man Joe’s ever knew in his life
Till Hunter got high, Hunter got high, Hunter got high (La-da-da-da)

He was gonna go visit his dad, but Hunter got high (Ooh)
He thought he had a secret stash, but Hunter got high (La-da-da-da)
The White House got shut down, we all know why (Come on, man, yeah)
Hunter got High, Hunter got High, Hunter got High

He never could paint worth a fuck, Hunter got high (Ooh)
Now he gets a half a mill and up, “Damn, that’s high” (That’s higher )
Biden never use to start with B-U-Y
Till Hunter got high, Hunter got high, Hunter got high

Ukraine wasn’t part of the plan, till Hunter got high (Ooh)
China wasn’t that big of a fan, till Hunter got high (La-da-da-da)
He wasn’t gonna split it all, with the old big guy (Come on, man, yeah)
‘But Hunter got high, Hunter got high, Hunter got high

He wasn’t gonna go to court, but hunter got high (Ooh)
He’d never been indicted before, but Hunter got high (La-da-da-da)
His attorney’s out smokin’ a bowl, and we all know why (Why, man? Yeah)
‘Cause Hunter got high (Hey), Hunter got high (Yeah), Hunter got high

He was making 80 G’s a month (Ooh), but Hunter got high (Ooh, whoa, ooh)
On a job brotha ain’t never done, Hunter got high (La-da-da-da)
He got more LLC’s than John Gotti’s ex-wife (Yeah)
‘Cause Hunter got high (), Hunter got high, Hunter got high ()

His cousin never was a pimp, till Hunter got high
He had the best friends money could rent, but Hunter got high (La-da-da-da)
Just imagine if he wasn’t rich, and so damn white (Yeah)
The cops would raid his house, eat his lemon pound cake
Disconnect his cameras and steal his money

Ooh, hey, yeah
La-da-da-da

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