Intro Buddha Songtext
von Timbaland and Magoo
Intro Buddha Songtext
Live and direct from the land of VA
It′s Buddha Radio, Buddha Brothers in your area
Causin' mass hysteria, your man cool DJ Law on the set
Aiyyo I′m Big B rollin' and sparkin' and kickin′ shout-outs
Gotta say wadup to Miss Missy out there
Big up to Magoo
Gotta say big up Nickie and Playa, all representin′ Vi. Beach
Word is bond, settin' you up for the big breakdown
Buddha Brothers ain′t no others now and forever
Yo, this is that new joint from my man Timbaland
And son, let me tell ya, it's smokin′
Tim ya large boy, Buddha radio peep it
What, what
It's that big man from the big V.A
Ha ha, de de, de de, day
It′s that big man from the big V.A
Got da, ha ha, he he, hay
I got more women that Willy Wonka got chocolate
My pocket gets fatter than Jacob on twenty Ladders
All that matters is my rhyme style gets fatter
As the jam goes
Three years I waited, my rhyme style got constipated
It finally came in, f'd around and got debated
Glad I made it out of the ghetto
My rhyme style is heavy, it comes out smooth, and kind of subtle
What?
What? Kaiser back at you one mo' gen
Bringin to you all my friends
Baby girl, Aalyiah
Ginuwine, Magoo
Uh, Nickie, misdemeanor, of course me
Ah, yeah, so right about now
I got to ease on back
Huh, I can′t forget about Playa, one time
So you know what, man?
Me and Playa, we gonna do this thing like
Yo baby, I want you to put on your dress
′Cause I put on my suit
It′s Buddha Radio, Buddha Brothers in your area
Causin' mass hysteria, your man cool DJ Law on the set
Aiyyo I′m Big B rollin' and sparkin' and kickin′ shout-outs
Gotta say wadup to Miss Missy out there
Big up to Magoo
Gotta say big up Nickie and Playa, all representin′ Vi. Beach
Word is bond, settin' you up for the big breakdown
Buddha Brothers ain′t no others now and forever
Yo, this is that new joint from my man Timbaland
And son, let me tell ya, it's smokin′
Tim ya large boy, Buddha radio peep it
What, what
It's that big man from the big V.A
Ha ha, de de, de de, day
It′s that big man from the big V.A
Got da, ha ha, he he, hay
I got more women that Willy Wonka got chocolate
My pocket gets fatter than Jacob on twenty Ladders
All that matters is my rhyme style gets fatter
As the jam goes
Three years I waited, my rhyme style got constipated
It finally came in, f'd around and got debated
Glad I made it out of the ghetto
My rhyme style is heavy, it comes out smooth, and kind of subtle
What?
What? Kaiser back at you one mo' gen
Bringin to you all my friends
Baby girl, Aalyiah
Ginuwine, Magoo
Uh, Nickie, misdemeanor, of course me
Ah, yeah, so right about now
I got to ease on back
Huh, I can′t forget about Playa, one time
So you know what, man?
Me and Playa, we gonna do this thing like
Yo baby, I want you to put on your dress
′Cause I put on my suit
Writer(s): Keith Rodger Lucas, Guy Martin Days Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com