Buddah lovaz de Bone Thugs N Harmony

Bizzy:
Shit.
Layzie:
Nigga, it's the niggas night out tonight, nigga.

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', 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.

Wine.
Follow me down the nine-nine, and you will find all of me kind every time.

When a me roll down the nine-nine, a stream of bullets and unload.

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.

With bizzy and flesh:
How a nigga like me smoke and maintain.

Without bizzy and flesh:
. . . number one.