Where’s da Bud Three 6 Mafia

[Intro: MJG]
Quickly, I reach for my chicken then I roll it up
Quickly, I reach for my chicken then I roll it up
Quickly, I reach for my chicken then I roll it up
Quickly, I reach for my chicken then I roll it up

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
I feel the need for the weed, the Smo-ko-king
They say the trees just for me
The B, The L, the U-N-T
The B, the, the, the U, the, the, the D
Oowee, give me shotgun
Oh please, oh please, no chicken feet
But chicken weed, pick out the seeds
The heat is hittin' me, many degrees, we gotta have it
Don’t want to cabbage, we hate that babbage
Life savage, we, we, we, wanna, the Marijuana
Or we gonners, yo man I’m gonna, go 'round the corner
Get right onna ah, ah, ah, sack
I need contact, I need it bad, so I can mask
Just, just like that, go crank your ‘Lac
We need to go, man, you move too slow
Take care of that, who got the hay, who got the hay?
Where do they stay?
Across the street, I’m goin' crazy lookn' for the ink
I'll take a quarter, fill it to the border of that mack
Where the bud at?