Pass Da Budda

[Chorus: Sample]
I looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff
I  looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff
I  looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff
I looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff

[Verse 1]
Yo I'm a real nigga smokin' real blunts
I'ma  tell ya once I don't do the stunts with the smelly cunts
No  disrespect to girls 'cause I dig Queen Latifah
And why ya catchin' headaches off that bullshit reefer?
Kid  I get the real shit, Sadat know the deal shit
That 1-2-0 second dab funky feel shit
Peace to Dre and Snoop 'cause they know I got the bomb shit
Catchin' bodies like that Vietnam shit
A-yo  I feel the funk baby, I've been inhalin' me some Buddha
I used to like bitches but now I'm gettin' ruder
When I think about the bitches, the wanted niggas hittin' switches
But I'll be damned if ya rob me for my riches
So back up because I got a gun bigger than your son
With all that bullshit then you used to run, shit!
Yo I gots to let ya funky ass know
If ya actin' like a hoe I'ma treat you like a hoe
To them real niggas if you got a blunt which ya puffin'
Get a philly, a bag of ism and ya stuff it
It's a every day routine, a poppers' ill type of junk
I chill with Buddha like a bung 'cause I funk with the skunk
Non stop flavors which ya get everytime I hit ya fuckin' area
I'm known to make a fan catch a fit
'Cause I'm creepin' on that ass like an intruder
A-yo I'm comin' with the skunk funk and I represent the Buddha

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I looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff
I looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff

[Verse 2]
A-yo ain't nuttin' changed kid, I'm still a Buddha smoker
Damn, that chocolate is a choker
Ain't nuttin' like a fat bag of ism and some Redman
Time 4 sum aksions when he said man
A-yo I'm goin' back to Cali just to chill with Cypress Hill
And smoke blunts till the earth stands still
It's just that skunk funk thang and the game is what I'm true to
Ya smell somethin' burnin' motherfucka, it's the Buddha
Yo I'm zonin', where's the pen and pad?
I get mad when I inhale the tide, ya in for a ride
'Cause I'ma let ya know this colour green or ya been eatin'
Black Puerto Rican that I'm speakin', it's representin Buddha
Pump it up in your jeep type shit
A-yo kid you know I got the hype shit
I'm known to get deep so I bring the [?]
Brothas can swim along as my main nigga Lord [?]
I might chop a head off like that psychotic ass nigga Jason
Or strap my Timbs up and stump your face in
It don't really matter 'cause my style gets fatter
Than the fattest fat woman havin' problems with a bladder
So go tell your friend, here comes another hit
That's just what ya get when I inhale the shit
Like an Indian I'm known to send signals of smoke
I puff that chocolate and choke 'cause that shit ain't no joke
I gotta give a fat blunt shout to my man Lord AGB
Always gettin' blunted when [?]
I'm true to the game like a dame when she's trickin'
Before I stick my dick in I'd rather toke my chicken

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I looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff
I looked around and I smoked this big fat spliff

[Outro]
Yeah, comin' to ya
For '93 representin' that skunk funk shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, I wanna give a fat shout to the niggas by the car wash
Motherfucka [?]
Can't forget [?], my nigga Lord A, can't forget Nick
Yo, peace to them niggas Fatal and Caution
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