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Something you should know about Smokin' Budda Lyrics Title: Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda lyrics Artist: Krayzie Bone Lyrics Visitors: 362 visitors have hited Smokin' Budda Lyrics since May 27, 2008. Krayzie Bone:Thug Mentality 1999 Krayzie {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 could ease 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 Krayzie Me 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, so don'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 provide a grub, cuz I'm gonna spend all my ends on the budda/ Come again, will you share me a bit of blunt, my friend? If you don't wanna go half, fuck it/ I'll put in the ends on the budda, budda/ We roll and smoke and choke and pass and toke and hand it back to you/ That budda gonna keep you... -Hook- (So high...) So, now, how high can you go, go? (I want to get high...) Krayzie As soon I arrive in L.A. gotta hit my connections/ I've been here stressin' on this 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 no money/ Them sacks gotta be lovely, or we ain't fuckin' with y'all/ Y'all give me that/ We don't want that/ Don't give me that Want 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 puff that I breathe Potent herbs and leaves could ease the world/ I done been to the other side and I seen London and Paris Niggas get fuckin' bloody high, feelin' the vibe/ MaryJane's worldwide So why is it such a crime? Hey, everybody should be gettin' high/ So Mr. Weedman You know we lookin' for the trees with no seeds, man/ Yeah, Yeah, we got the cheese, and we need to know if you can show me the nigga with the weed, man. Where can I get it (can I get it?) Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Maybe you are looking for: Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda Lyrics for mp3 Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda Lyric Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda Letras Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda Songtexte Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda Lyrique Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda Testo Krayzie Bone - Smokin' Budda Referencias Tips to look for free audio clips (Don't use those tips to download illegally. To buy music is always the best way to support your idols) |
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