Yukmouth – My Buddy

Yukmouth – My Buddy Lyrics

Artist: Yukmouth
Song: My Buddy

Me and you
[daz] and you know that
Me and you
[daz]

Who can fade it, two assassins up on the mic
Blastin’, askin’ no questions, when they catch you in a gunfight
Kaboom! we still mash as a team
As we mash for our dreams, ? hood n#gg#z for green

It’s dillinger, fulfillin, makin a low outta killin
Pullin’ scandalous ? fulfillin fantasy dreams
Catch me on a costa rica, with an island full of weed
Money and b#tches, on a boat for sweden

[numskull]
See when I’m yellin’
International help me
No colorlines on my

Ugly and fine
You can sell me
I’m glad folks think the same way as I do
Cause I stab b#tches way down in the bayou

Would you make way for two mo’
Fo’ blows, like you have hoes
Stamp a nation wide through the ghetto
Fore youngsters, hennesy sponsors

With fore youngsters on a
Quarter of the map now I do
[daz]
I spin mayor loot and khaki suits

Nike’s and cripsacks,
Wetsuits and leather boots
I block n#gg#z twice with thighs
Buck with a .45

Make you open while you blast at the parking lot
[numskull]
What you speakin’ on
Wanna go through it

Drink a lot, made from fluid
Scrump b#tch, don’t you hear the music
My buddy, daz dilly and numskull
You will be thanked

With you’re petty pang petty
Chorus: repeat 2x
To all my n#gg#z.. and all my b#tches
Throw your motherf#ckin hands in the air

And if you don’t give a f#ck
Like we don’t give a f#ck then
Throw your motherf#ckin hood up in the air
[kurupt]

Check it out
No b#tch #ss n#gg#z, no funny #ss hoes
Dogg pound gangstas drippin’ in low-lows
You ain’t all about the homies

You besta check the fault
Pencils, playin n#gg#z in the crowd style
Thinkin bout the row outta town
With the heater c#ck bust a million rounds

Dogg pound international’s breakin off fools
While the dock can bust
The facility touch
I laid this game down

Jumped around and kissed myself like I was james brown
Spin around and hit the splits on the ground
Split your motherf#ckin crown
Turn this ifs into pounds

Dogg pound live around,
n#gg#s hittin’ the ground
f#ck around and get shot up
I tear sh#t up

You can ask puff
Lil cease, mary j. b. and jodeci
About that n#gg# yuk
Means the hardcore

Got kicked off tour
For piss marking on the hotel floor
[kurupt]
G riders, we ride, dp ride

Get the mashin n#gg#z
Or the mat see automatic,
Get the blastin n#gg#z
Shakin n#gg#, bankin n#gg#

Quit the heater
Stop blankin n#gg#z
I’m danked out
Surrounded by weed smoke

You see me and my n#gg#s in the club,
Thugged up, suited in steet clothes
We roll, cut dough
Cause weed so

On triple gold, see hoes
With weed with me and my amigo
Chorus 2x
[knumbskull]

Who did that, who shitted
Who spoke on the ghetto values,
Who supa-dupu flyyyyy
I catored to the pimps, players, hustlers and b#stards

[kurupt]
Why don’t you meet me over in the o, homie
Cause when I get there,
The hoes will be all off on me

I know y’all got a gang of b#tches…
[daz]
…ha, ha
And like fabulous thangs and livin’ life expensive

In nights machine dippin’
With a pocket full of c-notes
Cruise the block with a 9 lookin’ for weed-o
And oh yeah, who got the gangsta sh#t

Daz and kurupt, numskull, yuk for sh#t b#tch
Known as your playa potna
Slain ice cream fools and (? )
Rockin hilfiger just like kadada

I walk around the house of rockwilder,
Just like a mobster
The o-a-k bust and throw it away
Hoop out the roof down in la

And then go aloof
Opps! and make a n#gg# spooked
With a couple of screws loose
And find your homie

Sweatin, buck naked locked up in a chicken coop
Why?
Livin that destory all arts
Zark, and blast a homes

Pull back and grab your mothaf#ckin heart out your chest
If you tested the best like david koresh
Get ready to be
Reincarnated in the motherf#ckin flesh

Yes yes
Chorus 2x
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Yukmouth Lyrics – My Buddy

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From the album:
Thugged Out: The Albulation [Explicit]
Release Year: 1999