| The J the O the I-N-T
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| The, the, the J the O the I-N-T
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| The, the, the J the O the I-N-T
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| The B the, the, the U the, the, the D I feel the need fa the biggidy Bud Man, Flick a flame
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| Then I take a puff
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| Life is kinda hazy when ya in the back of the Ithaca
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| Niggaz be thinkin the Scarecrow is gonna go crazy
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| The way I be cheifin that blink
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| Quarter ounce of Ink and a blink
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| Thats Banana lick
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| See I feel the urge fa the motha fuckin herb
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| The cure is to pure, takin niggaz to the curb
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| Word, top-crop why not? |
| Motha fuckin chronic
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| The whole world is spinnin yo this shit is fuckin hypnotic
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| Bud smoke is like a killer, keepin that glass up in they chest
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| Killaz is rollin that blunt up with that motha fuckin budda bless
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| Grain, broccolli, tar sticks
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| Yo my nigga I cant forget the dutches, black clutches
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| Stashes of fuckin onion, and if ya want all ya brain cells dead
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| Get you a bag of the Cambodia Red
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| Since I keep most of the bless on the track I wanna know Blac…
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| Where the bud at?
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| Where is the bud? |
| Where is the bud?
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| Where is the bud? |
| Where is the bud?
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| Where is the bud? |
| Where is the bud?
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| Where is the bud? |
| Where is the bud?
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| Where is the bud? |
| We lookin for the bud
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| Where is the bud? |
| We lookin for the bud
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| Where is the bud? |
| We lookin for the bud
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| Called up the hooker, wanna get a ounce of pine wheat
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| Hopin that the Narcotics dont creep up behind me Cant have the one-timers takin down the killers
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| Those bitches be bustin a nigga
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| Because we be havin the paraphanilia
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| Went and got some bags, to stack up the stash
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| Blowin on a meg joint of that Cuban Hash
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| And when we hit that bitch we dont leave shit but ash
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| Now its time to hit the cut and make a little cash
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| All sold out I heard my hook-up just got busted
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| Cant find the bud and I’m gettin real disgusted
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| Callin up my homies tryna find a new connection
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| Lookin for the marijuana in every direction
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| And, most of the motha fuckaz dont wanna give a nigga a straight package
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| Otha motha fuckaz got the flake ass cabbage, babbage
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| Lookin fa tha niggaz with the fat pregnance
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| So, so, yo Blac, yo Blac…
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| Man, Where the bud at?
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| — repeat 2X |