Prof - Yeah Buddy Lyrics

You know what the fuck this is not

Sing it with me now, Buddy! yeah buddy!
If you feel me, Buddy, yeah buddy! Hmm 1 2 3
Go

Champagne falling on 'em
I got the Gampos on the way
Yeah I'm callin' on 'em
Yeah, I'm living life fast
Like I'm Ramadan'en
And the bully in my pants
Got a condom on 'em
(totally protected, dude)
Champagne falling on 'em
I got the Gampos on the way
Yeah I'm callin' on 'em
Kicks got the red carpet on
The bottom of 'em
If you want to see a party
That is not a problem

Pack a little booze
Maybe some whiskey for me
We 'bout to kick it loose
Make a couple stories
Urs we havin' fun? Urs we gettin' crunk?
Put your both hands up
And sing it with me now

Buddy! yeah buddy!
If you feel me, Buddy, yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go

Put it in a bag with
A little money, little homie
You know that I'mma 'bout to get drinking
Go to Mickey D's and I see that
My beeper little fucker won't stop blinking
Sorta like, Brrrr tick tick
Brrrr, tick tick, ding ding da ding ding
Man I'm so cool and so popular all
My phone does is go Brrrrrr
But check it out though
Look at these trophies
Come to the crib, yo, drink forty oh-zees
Lift it upside down, and guzzle on and on
Hey what it smell like, what it look like?
Get daggered on the floor for the first time
Urs we having fun? Urs we gettin' crunk?
Put your both hands up
And sing it with me now

Buddy! yeah buddy!
If you feel me, Buddy, yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go

Oh my goodness Mr hunkle got another round
We go cheers
Hit the table then we put 'em down
When we're together seems we always
End up getting drunk
Haven't been out for a while
But I'm having fun
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em
(shoes on 'em)
Would you like to fill your shot glasses
We could have a toast
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em
(shoes on 'em) the whole crew is in
This motherfucker buckin' out
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em
(shoes on 'em) and I don't give a fuck
About those motherfuckers over there
Daddy got a new pair of shoes on 'em
(shoes on 'em) bitch we in public
All I wanna do is have a
Party but they want to
Have a conversation 'bout the Dalai
Lama, I be like, no
Urs we having fun? Urs we getting crunk?
Put your both hands up
And sing it with me now

Buddy! yeah buddy!
If you feel me, Buddy, yeah buddy!
Hmm, 1, 2, 3, Go

Dance little girl, like you the only one
I've got a perfect little place that
I can take you to
We'll fall in love, have a baby
We could make it three
But that's the future
Right now I want to see you go:

Buddy! yeah buddy!
If you feel me, Buddy, yeah buddy!

Oh my goodness Mr hunkle got another round
We go cheers
Hit the table then we put 'em down
When we're together seems we always
End up getting drunk
Haven't been out for a while
Sing it with me now!

Buddy, yeah buddy!

Dance little girl 1
I've got a perfect little 2
We fall in love 3

Ok for real though
You know what I'm sayin'
I'm with my crew
You know what I'm sayin'
We in the strip club with
Rick Flair throwing dirty hundreds
We poppin' bubbly on old folks