Lyric Buddah Lovaz
Bizzy:
Shit.
Layzie:
Nigga, it s the niggas night out tonight, nigga.
[Howling.]
Krayzie:
Keep hittin that reefer, sendin me straight to heaven.
Keep rollin , smokin , and chokin .
All:
Buddah lovaz.
Gotta learn to smoke the buddah.
Bizzy:
I m so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh.
Krayzie:
Reefer really makes me happy.
Krayzie/Layzie:
Hydro, me just can t let a me high go. Me smokin upon that hydro.
Me just can t let a me high go.
Layzie/Flesh/Krayzie:
Smo-, smo-, smokin that hydro, won t, won t let a me high go.
without Flesh:
Water the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water . . . straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack.
Layzie:
I m takin a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs. Smokin, not chokin , now what?
with Krayzie:
I m fucked up. That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed.
and Bizzy:
Keep rollin , [smokin ,] and chokin .
Nothin but the Bone in me.
Bizzy:
Me puttin me casing up into me trunk, box of blunts, come get drunk.
Me puttin me casing up into me trunk, sack of skunk, come get drunk.
[Krayzie: It s sneakin upon me.]
Wine.
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time.
[with Layzie: drinkin me wine, double your crime.]
When a me roll down the nine-nine, a stream of bullets and unload.
[with Layzie: with a me right way down your . . .
and Krayzie: Buddah.]
Choke up with a me buddah, smoke jump outta me buddah.
Flesh:
Hittin that hydro, lettin me school ya.
Bizzy:
Oh, that buddah in your lungs and up, that buddah fool ya.
All:
It s nothin but the Bone in me. Hey.
Keep hittin that reefer sendin me straight to heaven.
Bizzy:
If ya got a bag of tweed, well, blaze it with me, fool.
Krayzie:
Thuggin with me trues, swiggin on brews, steady be losin me balance.
Layzie:
It s a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
[Krayzie: maintain, maintain]
with Bizzy and Flesh:
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
[Krayzie: Remain the same.]
without Bizzy and Flesh:
. . . number one.
Shit.
Layzie:
Nigga, it s the niggas night out tonight, nigga.
[Howling.]
Krayzie:
Keep hittin that reefer, sendin me straight to heaven.
Keep rollin , smokin , and chokin .
All:
Buddah lovaz.
Gotta learn to smoke the buddah.
Bizzy:
I m so glad you showed me, Krayzie, Layzie, Wish, Flesh.
Krayzie:
Reefer really makes me happy.
Krayzie/Layzie:
Hydro, me just can t let a me high go. Me smokin upon that hydro.
Me just can t let a me high go.
Layzie/Flesh/Krayzie:
Smo-, smo-, smokin that hydro, won t, won t let a me high go.
without Flesh:
Water the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water, the reefer, me slaughter, straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, a sack.
It grew in the water . . . straight to Ziwiski to get me a sack, a sack, sack.
Layzie:
I m takin a hit of the bud, gotta give love to my thugs. Smokin, not chokin , now what?
with Krayzie:
I m fucked up. That hydro really got me buzzed, me buzzed.
and Bizzy:
Keep rollin , [smokin ,] and chokin .
Nothin but the Bone in me.
Bizzy:
Me puttin me casing up into me trunk, box of blunts, come get drunk.
Me puttin me casing up into me trunk, sack of skunk, come get drunk.
[Krayzie: It s sneakin upon me.]
Wine.
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time.
[with Layzie: drinkin me wine, double your crime.]
When a me roll down the nine-nine, a stream of bullets and unload.
[with Layzie: with a me right way down your . . .
and Krayzie: Buddah.]
Choke up with a me buddah, smoke jump outta me buddah.
Flesh:
Hittin that hydro, lettin me school ya.
Bizzy:
Oh, that buddah in your lungs and up, that buddah fool ya.
All:
It s nothin but the Bone in me. Hey.
Keep hittin that reefer sendin me straight to heaven.
Bizzy:
If ya got a bag of tweed, well, blaze it with me, fool.
Krayzie:
Thuggin with me trues, swiggin on brews, steady be losin me balance.
Layzie:
It s a Bone thang how a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
[Krayzie: maintain, maintain]
with Bizzy and Flesh:
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain.
[Krayzie: Remain the same.]
without Bizzy and Flesh:
. . . number one.
