Kottonmouth Kings - Buddha Headz lyrics

rate me

We take the Buddha to the head!

I’m on a car bus, buzzing, bumping, willy

OG, Kush, crawling in my Philly

Stone silly, dazed and confused.

Obama said pot was cool on the news.

Am I tripping, or strictly blazed

The cruel road whip burns pounds in days

It’s amazing, the stars spangled banner

One stay one, one joint put you in the slammer.

Chirp-Chrip West Side Buddha headz

Kottonmouth Kings, our eyes are bloodshot red.

We smoke in and when we keep it filled up

We’re back with another record,

Bitch, we don’t give a fuck!

Don’t think it was done, cause we dip for a minute.

Johnny Richter left the band, and you thought that it ended

We fired out manager; it feels like a new beginning

Kottonmouth Kings it’s my life ???

Hook: (x2)

Pass that Buddha head

Eyes are bloodshot, red

Smoking Buddha's, yes

Pass that Buddha over to the left!

Hey, yo, the pots over here

American marijuana, the shadow so clear

I’mma bet, I’mma bet that the cops shed a tear.

When every single population keep the herb near.

We want weed when we want it, right where we’re all up on it, yeah

I thought you’re .. only fucking with the chronic bud

But in this pack there will be dud

Like few scattered away, firecracker hit the stage

Come one!

God daman it, it’s crazy ass day

Colorado got 57 strains.

Get brains, back California

Home sweet home where the Buddha headz swarm ya.

The drug lords such a waste

In Cally the feds are still doing raids

Play the hatsfast up in Seattle

Pacific North-West where the grownrooms battle.

Hook: (x2)

Pass that Buddha head

Eyes are bloodshot, red

Smoking Buddha's, yes

Pass that Buddha over to the left!

(We take the Buddha to the head!)

A what's your name, homie, they call me D-Loc

I’m from the from the Kushfornia coast,

where we party the most!

See the bounce to get lost with the gangsta hoes

Home with the primetime the Lakers show

dre, snoop, king, dash, tiger lamars, Cypress Hill, be real,

It’s the West Coast all star!

Kim Kardashian’s ass, fast cars

Dirtbikes and backflips, And much, much more

Slam this piggy pig, Kush to the wig

Keep me bubbling and doubling down my dab hit

No one fucking with my high

Six shut up on my rib cage, itching to fly

W-W-W-West side!

I’m a Buddha head, rolling and bonging the feeling

I’m roaming, moving heavyweight across the border farsight,

You should give us a try, you will stay high

Pitty for the fool it ain’t a customer and lung dry.

Hook: (x2)

Pass that Buddha head

Eyes are bloodshot, red

Smoking Buddha's, yes

Pass that Buddha over to the left!

Thanks to KILLERKRONIC for correcting these lyrics