KRAYZIE BONE - Smokin' Budda Lyrics

Krayzie bone:thug mentality 1999Krayzie{lights up} what, y'all thought I wasn't going to do a weed song? shit, nigga,You know me (you know me...)And it makes me sing, every puff that I breathe, potent herbs and leaves couldEase the world...I like to get high (I like to get high...)so high...Budsmokers only/ reefer really makes you happy, don't it? {repeatedly}KrayzieMe smokin' budda (budda, budda) come again, me smokin' budda (budda, budda)Me roll, and then me pass the hudda to you(to you...) me feelin' that blunt, soDon't let that 'budda fool you(fool you...)Puff on that hudda (hudda, hudda) come again, puff on this hudda (hudda, hudda)Sit back, relax, and let the 'budda soothe you(soothe you)And when they ask, who? you can tell them krayzie schooled you (schooled you)Puff on the budda, but first me gotta get with me friends/ so, wish, you provideA grub, cuz I'm gonna spend all my endsOn the budda/ come again, will you share me a bit of blunt, my friend? if youDon't wanna go half, fuck it/ I'll put in the ends onThe budda, budda/ we roll and smoke and choke and pass and toke and hand it backTo you/ that budda gonna keep you...-hook-(so high...) so, now, how high can you go, go? (I want to get high...)KrayzieAs soon I arrive in l.a. gotta hit my connections/ I've been here stressin' onThis airplane 6 hours (airplane...i been stressin'Stressin') just thinkin' of crashin'/ now a sack's gonna be relaxin'/ smokin',Chokin', rollin' blunts and, but we won't spend noMoney/ them sacks gotta be lovely, or we ain't fuckin' with y'all/ y'all give meThat/ we don't want that/ don't give me thatWant no stress sack/ no, me don't want that/ not in californ-i-a/ when in l.a.I want that bomb bud/ it really makes me happy and it makes me sing/ every puffThat I breathePotent herbs and leaves could ease the world/ I done been to the other side andI seen london and parisNiggas get fuckin' bloody high, feelin' the vibe/ maryjane's worldwideSo why is it such a crime? hey, everybody should be gettin' high/ so mr. weedmanYou know we lookin' for the trees with no seeds, man/ yeah, yeah, we got theCheese, and we need to knowIf you can show me the nigga with the weed, man. where can I get it (can I getIt? )
Writer(s): Daryl Hall, John Oates
Copyright: Unichappell Music Inc.
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