Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Budsmokers Only , by - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony. Release date: 24.07.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Budsmokers Only |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Some niggas be passin' that weed on |
| To them thugsta niggas from Cleveland |
| Gotta smoke 'til it’s all gone |
| Now what a BONE cuz a nigga be creep on |
| Call all my thugstas, all them niggas drink |
| Call all my thugstas, all them niggas smoke weed |
| Gotta get some hydro |
| Gotta toke like a loc with a little bit of smoke in my throat |
| Can’t let a me high go |
| I’ma broke Mo Thug got the bud and it get up up on me… inhale |
| Just split up a blunt and me roll up a fat one, make it POD’ed |
| They label me killa, drug dealer and burn up nigga crazy weed and… |
| Blaze up a blunt, gotta have that hydro |
| Need me a hit of the tweed, make me drop to my knees |
| And I gotta give love to the green leaves |
| Steadily spendin' that cheese, feelin' at ease |
| Thuggin' on off in the cut now, when I’m checkin' on how this shit sound |
| In the Range smoked out with my nigga Tay |
| Smokin' that tweed 'til we fall in the grave |
| Make up the dummy to make up me money, weed run me |
| And headed for broke, smokin' the bong |
| Hit that bong wrong, make a me cough and choke |
| To the real OT’s loc strong BONE |
| I gotta C note to toke on, so choke on |
| And holdin' the smoke 'til it’s gone, real long and stay blown |
| Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up |
| (Haaay nooow) |
| Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up |
| (Pass me some reefer) |
| Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up |
| (Haaay nooow) |
| Wanna get you fucked up, wanna get you fucked up |
| (Pass me some reefer) |
| It’s the inventor of the green leaves, gotta get p’s |
| Cuz I love this type shit, Nana told me I better quit |
| Doctor told me better stop but man fuck that bitch |
| Me never gone stop me smoke |
| Try to tell me, K to your throat |
| Gosta run me on, fucking with bone |
| Loving this weed smoke |
| Thuggin' with me trues, swiggin' on brews |
| Steadily losing me balance |
| Take a puff to the dome, trippin' on FLESH BONE |
| Showin' off me tal-ent |
| Smokin' 'til a me die, nigga gotta get high if he wanna come ride |
| Come with me smoke on a blunt and get nice |
| Nigga tellin' weed fiends it’s fiiiyiiiire |
| Feelin' on tilt man, quarter o to the brain |
| Smokin' like blunt after blunt my niggas insane |
| Other niggas can’t hang, it’s a bone thing |
| How a nigga like me smoke and maintain and remain |
| Number one here I come with the tweed in my chest |
| Nigga got his weed to the curb, split up and serve |
| But fuck it gotta have them green herbs |
| You got a bag of tweed well blaze it with me fool |
| And don’t be stingy and please no pinners make it swollen |
| Cuz if I had me some weed you know I’d smoke it with you |
| Come come get with a me, me and my niggas blunts be rollin' |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Budsmokers only, budsmokers only… onlaaaaaaay |
| Take a hit of the reefer keep smokin' (Repeat 'til fade) |