Traci Nelson - Hennesey N Buddah lyrics

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Traci Nelson - Hennesey N Buddah lyrics

(Intro) DPG, is down with us X to the Z, is down with us D-R-E, is down with us My n***a Kokane, is down with us Eastside gang is, down with us n***as talkin sh**, I'm gettin ready to bust I'm number one (one, one, one) With a bullet motherf**ers [Hook: Kokane] I got this Henn in my cup And this Buddah got me stuck I'm just trying to compose myself (compose myself) I don't know why I act this way I just wanna be left alone I'm just trying to enjoy myself (enjoy myself) (Verse 1) Aww naw (who is it?) It's motherf**in' Snoop Dogg I live the fast life, WHILE ya keep ya cash tight In broad daylight, walkin' wit ya flashlight Addin' up what ya brought in from last night She mad tight with mad bite (is that right?) Bad lil b**hes on my tizeam (tizeam) n***a, that's the American drizeam (wha-wha-wha-what) p**y broke the President (yeah it did) And p**y made a pimp rich (yeah it did) I live like I'm both as I smoke on my dope On my boat...thumbin' through c-notes (Bridge) Now here's a toast to the coast Cuz we doin' it the most (we doin' it the most) Playa playa high costs Uno, dos, I'm bout to get ghost Stackin what ya mackin D-O-double G The sh** ya doin' is so lovely The haters hate cuz they will never be There ain't no limit to this melody (melody) You n***as sippin on that jealousy (jealousy) I pour a tall gla** of Hennesey (want some?) Do you wanna have a sip with me? Or would you rather try and trip with me? (trip with me?) Put ya cups on the table and your hands in the air And touch your brim to the side, that's only if you a player And all the ladies in this motherf**er acting up Don't hurt nobody when you back it up Cuz we came here to have a good time Me and my n***as in the sunshine (sunshine) On 3 wheels with one 9 (ya know) It's time to shine, the world is mine (the world is mine) (Verse 2) I never ever dropped a dime (shiiit) n***a might cop a dime Never hesitate to pop a 9 (bah!) And always come up with the proper line Stick to the script b**h I'm hurtin sh** (hurtin sh**) Let me show you motherf**ers what I'm workin with (what you workin with?) Don't need no water to go with your order And you ain't got to smuggle the sh** up over the border Affordable, sportable, unbelievable, feasible, and reasonable We leavin' 'em low Cuz me and my loc, keep big leaves of smoke Gallons of Hennesey and 16 liters of coke He done drank and she done smoked The meters are broke, we put the V to the note I brought the weed to smoke And Dr. Dre, he hooked the beat up, indeed it was dope (Bridge) Stackin what ya mackin D-O-double G The sh** ya doin' is so lovely The haters hate cuz they can never be There ain't no limit to this melody (melody) You n***as sippin on that jealousy (jealousy) I pour a tall gla** of Hennesey (Hennesey) Do you wanna have a sip with me? (sip with me?) Or would you rather try and trip with me? (trip with me?) Put ya cups on the table and your hands in the air And touch your brim to the side, that's only if you a player And all the ladies in this motherf**er acting up Don't hurt nobody when you back it up Cuz we came here to have a good time Me and my n***as in the sunshine (sunshine) On 3 wheels with one 9 (ya know) Yeah [Hook] (Outro) Shaquille O'Neal, is down with us Lil 1/2 dead, is down with us My n***a Mel-Man, is down with us And eastside Watts, is down with us The whole crip car, is down with us My n***as on the four yard, I'm givin it up We number one (one, one, one) (Gunshot) With a bullet motherf**ers