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8Ball & MJG - "Runnin Out Of Bud"
Lyrics to Runnin Out Of Bud : (feat. Killer Mike) [Verse 1: MJG] Break it down, straight outta the tip Flockin to the rillo Aint no secret Every month, Im a smoke a pillow (M-J!) G, I keeps it real potent Green-sticky thatll keep a buffalo chokin Come and go with me, creep off in my Chevy thang Doin 45, twistin somethin steady mayn Headed to my low-key, safe-and-sound house Call up the fellas, hit the spot, and pull a pound out I used to have a secret spot up in my Range Rover Where I kept me somethin rolled, Im a chain smoker No discrimination my nigga, if you broke But they still aint attributed to good smoke B.Y.O.B, bring ya own bud Contribute to the pot, or do ya own drugs But then I looked around and noticed all the folks was gone I shoulda known that they would leave when all the smoke was gone [Hook: singing] Man, my weed is smoked up Man, my weed is smoked up Man, my weed is smoked up Man, my weed is smoked up There aint nobody left around Nobody left around Nobody left around Nobody left around Nobody left around And Im runnin outta bud Im runnin outta bud Im runnin outta bud Im runnin outta bud Im runnin outta bud I gotta go to the corner sto Go to the corner sto Go to the corner sto Go to the corner sto [Verse 2: Eightball] Keep a fat bag, boys know I got that choker Part-time rap nigga, full-time weed smoker Wake up, before I wash the crust up out my eyes Im splittin a cigarillo, fiendin for my morning high Break that sticky down, roll it up, let it dry Strike my lighter, put it to the tip, then I Inhale, and let the smoke smoke fill up in my lungs Hold it for a second, blow it out and get numb A drug-addict, Im a junkie for that Marijuana No mid-grade, or no regular, just straight chronic At least four-hundred, for a zip, if Im a touch it See Im a smoke it if I like it, I aint got no budget Now mama with me, wanna hit, better take it slow Seen it befo, Im a be gettin this bitch up off the flo Burn it all til the whole bag empty Now errbody gone, aint nobody here but me [Hook] [Verse 3: Killer Mike] Yeah I smoke, and I drank Yeah I pop, and I lean Might see me on M.L. King Burnin rubber, burnin green Might see me, envisions with some pretty bitches, ballin g Might see me, on T.V., live on stage with Ball and G Ridin heavy in the Chevy, cruisin with a pound of purp This here is my personal nigga This here is not for work Years ago, I was broke Couldnt smoke it, couldnt ride Now I smoke that foreign weed Now I push them foreign rides Flyin in that G-4 Goin to do them foreign shows Givin em my foreign clothes Fuckin with them foreign hoes Catch ya man at Amsterdam Burnin grams of that kush Purple Haze and Indica Now Im drinkin vinegar Scared as hell my P.O. gon pull me and make me piss in cups But fuck the man, Im the man Right now Im in Amsterdam Spendin cash, burnin hash High like a sattelite I might get locked up tomorrow But bitch, Im gettin high tonight [Hook] [Outro:] I wanna get high Im gonna get high I wanna get high Im gonna get high I wanna get high Im gonna get high [ Runnin Out Of Bud Lyrics ]
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