Where's Da Bud

Creepily, I reach for my chicken and then I roll it up

Creepily, I reach for my chicken and then I roll it up

Creepily, I reach for my chicken and then I roll it up

Creepily, I reach for my chicken and then I roll it up

I feel the need for the weed

The Smoke-okey

They saved the trees just for me

The B, the L, the U N T

The B, the, the, the U

The, the, the D, ooh wee

Give me shotgun, oh please, oh please

No chicken feet, but chicken weed

Pick out the seeds, the heat is hitting me

Many degrees, we gotta have it

Don't want no cabbage, we hate that babbage

Like savage, we, we, we wanna, the marijuana

Or we goners, yo, man, I'm gonna go 'round the corner

Get right on a, a, a, a sack

I need contact, I need it bad

So I can mask, just, just like that

Go crank your 'Lac, we need to go, man

You move too slow, take care of that

Who got the hay, who got the hay?

Where do they stay?

Across the street

I'm going crazy looking for the ink

I'll take a quarter, fill it to the border of that mac

Where the bud at?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, we're looking for the bud

Where is the bud, we're looking for the bud

Where is the bud, we're looking for the bud

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 smoking the ink, we get blowed off the ink

We get fucked up, we taking them hard pulls

You'll get a whiff when you sniff up in the air

We smoke bud anywhere, yeah, bitch, we don't care

'Cause when we get the urge to fire up some chronic, mane

A **** must campaign, clouds up in the brain

Ooh, that cheefa got me hype, oh, me so hype, dog

Blowing so much bud, fool, cheefin' contacts off the phone

This shit is burning too quick, fuck this little joints

Let's stroll to the store, get some cigars

Roll some Philly blunts

Damn, fool, ain't shit in the sack but some fucking shake

I need some more pure and I just can't fucking wait, black

Let's go, where the bud at?

Let's go, where the bud at?

Let's go, where the bud at, mane?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, we're looking for the bud

Where is the bud, we're looking for the bud

Where is the bud, we're looking for the bud

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

Where is the bud, where is the bud?

DJ Paul, he looking for the bud

Me, Lord Infamous, I'm looking for the bud

The fucking Juice mane, he looking for the bud

My **** named Koop, he looking for the bud

Gangsta Boo, she looking for the bud

DJ Jus Borne, he looking for the bud

My **** Crunchy Black, he looking for the bud

Triple 6 Mafia, we looking for the bud