Redman
Smoke Buddah

Aiyyo, I got a slight problem I smoke weed too much

Knees buckle the -uck up when I'm splittin my dutch

Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin for free

It's just E Doubl-E, Keith Murray, and me

It cost twenty if you're down with it

Aiyyo son I ride around with my hooptie tinted

To ride around blitted

Cause I be feenin for that pookie

I smoke the good shhh, save the backyard boogie for all groupies

And I be, smokin up the hotel lobby

Between mo' sheets than the Isleys, I'm high G

I'm holdin it down for the B-Rrrah-I-C

K, blaze, tell you to get bluhh politely

(Hit the funky if you're riding around gettin blitz)

Ask me if I love the rap game -- I, I'm loving it

Cause I can do what the OWW/-uck I feel is real

Blaze the poot with D. Don and tell UHH to get the dillz

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

I just love tokin, blackin out like Tame in the open

Of course I got the raw dog no need to stick your nose in

Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin

Froze you so fast -- you looked it like Madonna Vogue-in

AwwwwuhhhhH! I got the shhh to get your whole click high

We can get high, but act funny and I'ma whip out

And they gon' whip out, and blow notes like Michel'le

Cause you tried to jump the cipher and it goes THISSAWAY

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

SingingSmoke buddha, smoke buddha

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Niggaz against smokin weed in public places

A subdivision of *clang* IKSRFO

I'm knockin somebody right the f**k out


Mirror lyrics:

I'm knockin somebody right the f**k out

A subdivision of *clang* IKSRFO

Niggaz against smokin weed in public places

NASssWIPP

*Clang* The song you're about to hear, is sponsored by

SingingSmoke buddha, smoke buddha

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

Cause you tried to jump the cipher and it goes THISSAWAY

And they gon' whip out, and blow notes like Michel'le

We can get high, but act funny and I'ma whip out

AwwwwuhhhhH! I got the shhh to get your whole click high

Froze you so fast -- you looked it like Madonna Vogue-in

Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin

Of course I got the raw dog no need to stick your nose in

I just love tokin, blackin out like Tame in the open

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

Who ain't smokin, get the -uck owwwwt

To all my real dogs, all my real pals

I'm gettin mad -ucked up and ya don't stop

I smoke on and on on, ya don't stop

Blaze the poot with D. Don and tell UHH to get the dillz

Cause I can do what the OWW/-uck I feel is real

Ask me if I love the rap game -- I, I'm loving it

(Hit the funky if you're riding around gettin blitz)

K, blaze, tell you to get bluhh politely

I'm holdin it down for the B-Rrrah-I-C

Between mo' sheets than the Isleys, I'm high G

And I be, smokin up the hotel lobby

I smoke the good shhh, save the backyard boogie for all groupies

Cause I be feenin for that pookie

To ride around blitted

Aiyyo son I ride around with my hooptie tinted

It cost twenty if you're down with it

It's just E Doubl-E, Keith Murray, and me

Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin for free

Knees buckle the -uck up when I'm splittin my dutch

Aiyyo, I got a slight problem I smoke weed too much


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