(What chall thought I wasn't gonna do a weed song?) And it makes me see, every puff that I breath (Shit, yall know me you know me) blowin herbs and leaves would ease the World (It makes me see) I like to get high.../ Bud smokaz only reefer, really makes ya happy don't it?....
-Krayzie Bone-
We smokin budda...come again we smokin budda/
Me rollin with me pass the hoota to ya/
Me feelin that blunt so don't let that budda fool ya/
Puff on the hoota...come again puff on this hoota (Hoota)/
Sit back, relax and let the budda sooth ya (Sooth ya)/
And when they ask who you can tell 'em Krayzie schooled ya (Schooled ya/
Puff on the hoota, but first me gotta get with me friends/
So Wish you light it up cuz I'm gonna spend all my ends/
On the budda (Budda), come and get me shunnin a blunt my friend/
So, you don't wanna go half? Fuck it, I'll put in the ends
on the budda budda/
We rollin, smokin, chokin, pass it, toke it hand it back to ya
that budda
-Krayzie Bone-Hook-
So high (Now how high can you go?)...
-Krayzie Bone-
As soon as I arrive in L.A. gotta get my connections, I been stressin on this airplane (Damn, I've been stressin)I was just Thinkin of crashin, now them sess gotta be relaxin'/
Smokin, chokin, rollin, glancin, but we won't spend no money/
Them sacks gotta be lovely or we ain't fuckin' with ya/
Y'all give me that, don't want that, don't give me that want no
stressin/
No, we don't want that(Not in Cali-for-nay-a)/
When I'm in L.A. I want that bomb bud, really makes me happy, and it makes me see/
Every puff that I breath blowin herbs and leaves would ease that
world/
I done been to the other side, I seen London and Paris/
Niggas get fuckin bloody high, gotta go find Mary-jane's world-wide, so why, is it such a crime?/
Hey, everybody should be gettin high/
So, Mr. weed man, you know we lookin for the trees with no
seedsly/
(Yeah, yeah) we got the cheesy, we need to know if you can show
me,the nigga with the weedy (But can he, can he, can he?)
Recorded for the Krayzie Bone album Thug Mentality 1999