Текст песни (DJ Paul f) Lord Infamous - Where is Da Bud Pt. 2
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(Lord Infamous)The J the O the I-N-TThe, the, the J the O the I-N-TThe, the, the J the O the I-N-TThe B the, the, the U the, the, the D{Verse 1: Lord Infamous}I feel the need fa the biggidy Bud Man, Flick a flameThen I take a puffLife is kinda hazy when ya in the back of the IthacaNiggaz be thinkin the Scarecrow is gonna go crazyThe way I be cheifin that blinkQuarter ounce of Ink and a blinkThats Banana lickSee I feel the urge fa the motha fuckin herbThe cure is to pure, takin niggaz to the curbWord, top-crop why not? Motha fuckin chronicThe whole world is spinnin yo this shit is fuckin hypnoticBud smoke is like a killer, keepin that glass up in they chestKillaz is rollin that blunt up with that motha fuckin budda blessGrain, broccolli, tar sticksYo my nigga I cant forget the dutches, black clutchesStashes of fuckin onion, and if ya want all ya brain cells deadGet you a bag of the Cambodia RedSince I keep most of the bless on the track I wanna know Blac...Where the bud at?[Chorus]Where is the bud? Where is the bud?Where is the bud? Where is the bud?Where is the bud? Where is the bud?Where is the bud? Where is the bud?Where is the bud? We lookin for the budWhere is the bud? We lookin for the budWhere is the bud? We lookin for the bud{Verse 2: Lord Infamous}Called up the hooker, wanna get a ounce of pine wheatHopin that the Narcotics dont creep up behind meCant have the one-timers takin down the killersThose bitches be bustin a niggaBecause we be havin the paraphaniliaWent and got some bags, to stack up the stashBlowin on a meg joint of that Cuban HashAnd when we hit that bitch we dont leave shit but ashNow its time to hit the cut and make a little cashAll sold out I heard my hook-up just got bustedCant find the bud and I`m gettin real disgustedCallin up my homies tryna find a new connectionLookin for the marijuana in every directionAnd, most of the motha fuckaz dont wanna give a nigga a straight packageOtha motha fuckaz got the flake ass cabbage, babbageLookin fa tha niggaz with the fat pregnanceSo, so, yo Blac, yo Blac...Man, Where the bud at?[Chorus] - repeat 2X