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A Million And 1 Buddah Spots (Album Version|Explicit) - Redman
Still walking down the streets with my hand on my black Tec
My brain is high like new ark new jersey do car thefts
I'm high when I sag my 2 black guys
I would be brief but my Karl Kani's didn't dry
I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps
My smoke bangs like it's freshly picked from the swamps
So ni**a how you roll a blunt how you roll a blunt
Flip the script on some other sh*t like how you roll a cunt
Now I smoke the Maui wow-wee
Then I'll be back for more
I'm sure like AL B
Go uptown smoke quarter-pounds at the dungeon
Keith Murray meets me at the spot with the bom-ba
Go back to Jerz and smoke with Diezel don
Huh pick up a bag from my block
Two-oh's the number
Who can get swift with the microphonics
Plus I'm crisp like CD's on LP's in 3D
My funk respect it cosmic injected
That 'cause me to set it off just like that club record
Hit it from the back
Stay strapped like two packs of lubricants
It's gonna hurt no it's not I got experience
The funk dweller creeps through your cellar
And if your moms don't know your a** better tell her
Like this y'all
There's a million and one blunt spots all over the world
That got the good herb for all you boys and girls
Which one do you go to
Which one do you go to
I'm packing Buddha by the pounds
And pull my Phillies from knapsacks
Hey bro I didn't know your nickel bags come that fat
Yo check it my lyrics strip the track butt-naked
Catch the local to the a to the Buddha to my vocals
And I set the world on fire
Get a billion people higher from just one blunt in my cypher
You swore to god you was mixed in bom-ba-zee
The rhymer bomb squads and MC's like hank Shockley
I spend a knot at all the Buddha spots
From fifteen to fifty-fifth
I ran all through the blocks
I set it off jock I light a blunt for my ni**a D
That's doing three flat
Now where I get the hash at
You can't f**k with my funk
'Cause my funk is kinda abstract
Past that my stuff I'm rough like Mcgruff on dust
There's a million and one blunt spots in America
Yeah I'm telling ya
Now just throw your blunts up in the motherf**king air
Smoked out with niggas from north new ark to Montclair
I rip the nouns from antonyms to synonyms
'Cause I got soul like James brown and Rakim and them
One of the America's most blunted
Smoked out with MC eight and Compton most wanted
Ninety degrees smoke with Lod on the island
Then back to stat to smoke more packs with the Shaolin
I showed the women how to roll a blunt stronger
But it didn't work because they lee nails got longer
But the w**d is good for when you're macking
And girls can front it off like
They don't know sh*t that happened
I know what happened I told her back
Nick that motherf**ker
So check my stamina your a** couldn't snap with cameras
Leave you on your back like goggles did Gamera
Props on blocks smoking the choc and what-notes
I might catch a nickel bag sale from bus stops
