Schmuddy Bhuddy
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Schmuddy Bhuddy
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You wake up in the morning, you drink your glass of foam
The way you get so high, when you smoke your chicken bone
You think there's nothing finer than your grandma's methadone
But there's a thing you gotta have and then you call it for your own, you call it
Schmuddy bhuddy, schmuddy bhuddy, it's your buddy, shmuddy bhuddy,
Call it schumuddy bhuddy, guaranteed to make you feel good
You take you some jamaica, some that's nice and hard and green
You put it in a skillet just a like a sizzlelean
You dip it into chocolate, darkest that you've seen
And you've got yourself a treat, you feel a low down and mean, you call it
Schmuddy bhuddy, schmuddy bhuddy, it's your buddy, shmuddy bhuddy,
Call it schumuddy bhuddy, guaranteed to make you feel good
Cheeba going thru my head I got the munchies
Cheeba going thru my head I got the munchies
Get de cotton mouth, I can drink the seven seas
When I get stoned, take a two hour shit
Get the munchies so bad, i'll eat jah vomit
5am, eat the sliders by the bag
100 white castles never ever make me gag
Poke the rent-a-cop in his jelly filled gut
Me and the man cool cuz we eat the donut
Those natty haired, dreads-r-us, hippy wanna be
Smokin' herb, preachin' peave is really stinky
Plug up their mouths with a schmuddy bhuddy bar
Plug up their mouths with a schmuddy bhuddy bar
I'm 22 and I cannot drive a car
When I golf high never ever make par
Cheeba going thru my head I got the munchies
Cheeba going thru my head I got the munchies
Joe's grandma is from de Erie
Eat one, get stoned, get the muchies, eat another
Eat one, get stoned, get the muchies, eat another
Eat one, get stoned, get the muchies, eat another
Eat one, get stoned, get the muchies, eat another
You got your schmuddy bhuddy and you think you do no wrong
All the ladies love you for that great big king-kong dong
You eat your schmuddy bhuddy, wash it doen with water bong
And when you do you feel good all night long
Schmuddy bhuddy, schmuddy bhuddy, it's your buddy, shmuddy bhuddy,
Call it schumuddy bhuddy, guaranteed to make you feel good
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