Budsmokers only. Reefer really makes you happy. Don't it?

Me smokin' budda [budda, budda].
Come again, me smokin' budda [budda, budda].
Me roll, and then me pass the 'hudda to ya.
Me feelin' that blunt, so don't let that 'budda fool ya.
Puff on that 'hudda ['hudda, 'hudda].
Come again, puff on this 'hudda ['hudda, 'hudda].
Sit back, relax, and let the 'budda soothe ya.
And when they ask, "Who?"
You can tell them Krayzie schooled ya.

Reefer really makes me happy and it makes me see
Every puff that I breath blowin' herbs and leaves
Would ease that world
I done been to the other side, I seen London and Paris
Niggas get fuckin' bloody high, gotta go find mary-janes
World-wide, so why, is it such a crime?
Hey, everybody should be gettin' high
So, Mr. Weed Man, you know we
Lookin' for the trees with no seeds then [yeah, yeah]
We got the cheese and 
We need to know if you can show me
Where the nigga with the weed at