I felt the need for the weed The smoke of game They set the cheese Just for me The (? ) p-urity The B to the U Da da da D The weed Get me shotgun Oh please Oh please Not chicken feet The chicken weed Pick out the seeds The heat is hittin' me Me need to cruise we gotta have it Don't want to cabbage We hate that babbage Like savage We we we wanna The marijuana Oh we gonners Yo man I'm gonna Go round the corner Get right on ah ah ah ah sack I need contact I need it bad Some wackiness Just just like that gon' crack yo neck We weed a comin' You move to slow take care of dat Who got the hay Who got the hay What do they say Across the street I'm goin' crazy lookin' for the ink I take a quarter Fill it to the border of that bag Where da bud at
Chorus Where is the bud Where is the bud Where is the bud We looking for the bud
(Lord Infamous) They call me lord Infamous But you can call me Scarecrow I need me some red hair Chicken or some indo And I need a couple of quarts of something So I can get full We smoke off the ink We get blowed off the ink We get fucked up We takin' them hard pulls You'll get a wiff When you sniff up in the air We smoke bud anywhere Yeah bitch we don't care Cause when we get the urge To fire up some chronic Manne a nigga must campaign Couds up in the brain Fool that cheefa got me hype Oh me so hype dog Blowin' so much bud Fool cheefin' contacts off the fall This shit is burnin' to quick Fuck this little just a stroll
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Chorus Where is the bud Where is the bud Where is the bud We looking for the bud
(Lord Infamous) They call me lord Infamous But you can call me Scarecrow I need me some red hair Chicken or some indo And I need a couple of quarts of something So I can get full We smoke off the ink We get blowed off the ink We get fucked up We takin' them hard pulls You'll get a wiff When you sniff up in the air We smoke bud anywhere Yeah bitch we don't care Cause when we get the urge To fire up some chronic Manne a nigga must campaign Couds up in the brain Fool that cheefa got me hype Oh me so hype dog Blowin' so much bud Fool cheefin' contacts off the fall This shit is burnin' to quick Fuck this little just a stroll
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