Be Kind 2 Your Budz Lyrics - Singles - Bio Killaz

No stems, no seeds that you don't need, Acapolca Gold is (Inhale) Some bad ass weed 

Yo mudda fuckaz, you ready to get hiiiiigh? 

I smoke two joints in the morning, two at night 

I smoke all day to drift away, til' I feel alright 

I just float away, til' I come on down 

It's propound the sound, when I get a green pound 

I get stoned in the morn, to get the skin tone 

I'm Smokin' a few bones then I get in the zone 

My budz rock the top, to get ya ass in flight 

Pack it tight, real tight, in the glass pipe 

I getz blazed, real dazed, it's the shit in 

You getz back handed if you get caught double-hittin' 

It's written, to pass it to the left 

Take a hit, hold it in, until it hurts your chest 

If you don't choke you ain't hittin' it right 

That's what Mr. J says we gettin' ripped every night 

Grab the three-footer let the hits last long 

'cause it's all about the B-B-B-Bong 

Smoke it up, sing this song 

Get the phat sac for the water bong 

Light it up, take a rip 

Clear the chamber or ya ass get skipped (Repeated) 

Saint Sinna pass the pipe 

I got rip some mutha fuckin' green bud 

mutha fucka make sure it's packed tight 

I got the green luv, green luv, green luv 

Oh shit son, kick back and lemme preach on the gonja 

The phat sac stash I snatched from ya momma 

Ima bud fiend, fiendin' for the green leaf treat 

Bowl, bong, pipe, blunt, joint, nice dreams 

A wiggity ziggity zaggity, Zig-Zags 

I got the bags you got the papers, I got the papers you got the bags 

Smoke it all up don't be a sucka 

(Inhale) Like this mutha fucka? 

Amateurs, never smokin' like the master an' 

Puff passin', longer lastin', hydro blastin' 

Mutha fucka, you's a one hit wonda 

And you assed out, passed out, from the (Boom) of my thunda 

Smoke it up, sing this song 

Get the phat sac for the water bong 

Light it up, take a rip 

Clear the chamber or ya ass get skipped (Repeated) 

I got five on it but you can't smoke for free 

You gotta come up with some cash to smoke out with me 

But you my homie, so there ain't no fee 

Let's break it out, no stems no seeds 

(Fire it up holmes) Gettin' lifted is our mission 

Tokin' up every hour like a prescription 

Red hairs, red eyes, red is all that is seen 

I'm like a weed fiend so fuck tha visine 

Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale) 

Come on mutha fucka (What?) Don't choke 

Man up clean tha bowl, clear it up 

I know it's hard 'cause we smoke the good stuff 

Good shit, good rips, good hits, don't be a bitch 

(Whut!) Smoke it (Riiight) Toke it 

Down to the resin, one last drag 

(Cough) You're buying next bag 

Smoke it up, sing this song 

Get the phat sac for the water bong 

Light it up, take a rip 

Clear the chamber or ya ass get skipped (Repeated) 

Hey man we're outta papers 

Aight then get me a toilet paper roll, a corkscrew, and some tinfoil 

Well, we don't have a cork screw 

Aight, then get me an avacado, and ice-pick, and my snorkle 

Trust me bro, I've made bongs with less, hurry up 

This weed was the shiznittle bam snip snap sack