(lord infamous)
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
Dont want to cabbage
We hate that babbage
Like savage
We we we wanna
The marijuana
Oh we gonners
Yo man Im 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
Im 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
Youll get a wiff
When you sniff up in the air
We smoke bud anywhere
Yeah bitch we dont 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
To the store
Get some cigars
Roll some philly blunts
Damn fool
Aint shit in the sack
Bust a fuckin shit
I ned some more
Pure and I just cant fuckin wait
Black lets go
Where da bud at
Lets go where da bud at
Lets go where da but at man
Chorus
Dj paul he lookin for the bud
Me lord infamous Im lookin for the bud
The fuckin juice manne he lookin for the bud
My nigga named koop he lookin for the bud
Gangsta boo she lookin for the bud
Dj jus borne he lookin for the bud
My nigga crunchy black he lookin for the bud
Triple 6 mafia we lookin for the bud