Smokin Budda Lyrics - Thug Mentality 1999 - Krayzie Bone

Krayzie Bone: Thug Mentality 1999 

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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 

Photos 

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?)