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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Redman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reggie Noble
Songwriter
Rick James
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Redman
Producer
Troy Hightower
Mixing Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ayo, I got a slight problem, I smoke weed too much
Knees buckle the **** up when I'm splitting my dutch
Back up, back up
Ain't nobody hitting for free
It's just E-Double-E, Keith Murray and me
It cost twenty if you're down with it
Ayo, son, I ride around with my hooptie tinted
To ride around blitted
[Verse 2]
'Cause I be fiending for that pookie
I smoke the good ****, save the backyard boogie for our groupies
And I be smoking up the hotel lobby
Between more sheets than The Isley's, I'm high, G
I'm holding it down for the B-R-I-C-K
Blaze, tell you to get **** politely
Hit the funky if you're riding around getting blah
[Verse 3]
Ask me if I love the rap game
I, I'm loving it
'Cause I can do what the **** I feel is real
Blaze the poot with D. Don and tell **** to get the deals
[Verse 4]
I smoke on and on, you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
I'm getting mad **** up and you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
To all my real dawgs, all my real pals
(Smoke Buddah)
Who ain't smoking, get the **** out
I smoke on and on, you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
I'm getting mad **** up and you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
To all my real dawgs, all my real pals
(Smoke Buddah)
Who ain't smoking, get the **** out
[Verse 5]
I just love toking
Blacking out like Tame in the open
Of course I got the raw, dawg, no need to stick your nose in
Gave you a straight up shotgun when we was smoking
Froze you so fast you, looked just like Madonna voguing
I got the **** to get your whole clique high
We can get high but act funny and I'ma whip out
And they gon' whip out and blow notes like Michel'le
'Cause you tried to jump the cypher and it goes this-a-way
[Verse 6]
I smoke on and on, you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
I'm getting mad **** up and you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
To all my real dawgs, all my real pals
(Smoke Buddah)
Who ain't smoking, get the **** out
I smoke on and on, you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
I'm getting mad **** up and you don't stop
(Smoke Buddah)
To all my real dawgs, all my real pals
(Smoke Buddah)
Who ain't smoking, get the **** out
[Verse 7]
(Smoke Buddah)
(Smoke Buddah)
(Smoke Buddah)
[Verse 8]
The song that you're about to hear
Is sponsored by NASWHIP
**** against smoking weed in public places
A subdivision of IKSRFO
I'm knocking somebody right the **** out
Written by: R. James, Reggie Noble