De La Soul

Letra de Buddy (Native tongue decision)

Letras de De La Soul

"Buddy (Native tongue decision)"


Meany, meany, meany, meany (Say What?) 
Meany, meany, meany, meany (Say What?) 
Meany, meany, meany, meany, mean 
Meany, meany, meany, meany (Say What?) 
Meany, meany, meany, meany (Say What?) 
Meany, meany, meany, meany, mean (Okay) 

Hello it's the soul 
Troopin' in wit the Jungle patrol 
And this one's about the KO's the knockouts out there 
Who's holdin' my buddy 
Hold up 
(wait a minute) 

Now just wait 
We're gonna talk about Buddy on this plate 
But before we let the herd out the gate 
Make sure the all the levels are straight out the jungle 
(The Jungle, the Jungle, the Brothers, the Brothers) 

De La Soul from the soul 
Black medallions no gold 
Hangin' out wit Pos hangin' out wit Mase 
Buddy buddy buddy all in my face 

For the lap Jimbrowski must wear a cap 
Just in case the young girl likes to clap 
Ain't for the wind but before I begin 
I initiate the buddy with a slap 

Now for the next 
I'm the Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest 
And when I quest for the buddy I don't fess 
For my jimmy wants nothin' but the best (the best) 
The best (Ooh Wee!) 
Let's stick out jimmy and see what we can catch 
(Stick em up, stick em up jimmy) 
Next won't be needed unless 
(Jenny wanna get right to the flesh) 

(Sweet little woman, sweet little woman) 

I won't lie, I love B-U-D-D-Y (why) 
Cause I never let it walk on by 
When it comes to me and Jenny I seem (very serious) 
Like a Peak Freen 
Buddy is the act that occurs on the lip 
when Jenny and jimmy start shootin' the gift 
Boy let me get shot I won't even riff 

Buddy buddy don't you know you make me go nutty 
I'm so glad that you're not a fuddy duddy 
Not too skinny and not too chubby 
Soft like silly putty 
Miss Crabtree I hope that you're not mad at me 
Cause I told you that it was your buddy 
That was making me ever so horny 
Junglelistically horny 

On the dial my buddy talks to me for a while 
Plug Two is the 

Q to her tip 

On the A side and sometimes the flip 
(Gotta gotta flip this record) 
Buddy is the bud to my daisy tree 
And the luuden to my do-re-mi 
And the pleaser to my man Plug 3 
(Plug 3 gets all the buddy) 

Behind my bush my buddy likes the way that I push 
And like a champ just knock it on out 
Never ever once sellin' out 
(Oh let loose the juice) 
My buddy helps me to 
(De La my Soul) 
Keepin' jimmy in total control 
Without Buddy I'd be on a roll 

(La la la l-la la la la, la la la l-la la la la) 

Hey girl I heard ya lookin' for some good times 
If you Quest from the Soul here's what we'll find 
A whole lot of fun lots of fun together 
Just like kissin' cousins (yeah that's kinda clever) 
Close like bosoms, bosoms stay close 
If you be my buddy I will toast 
That we're like Ethel Merts and Lucille MacGillicuddy 
You can be mines and I can be your buddy 

The best buddy's in evening wear 
Long lovin' less Tru know (he's in there) 
I feel sorry for those who pay a fare (a fee) word to the D 
I don't beg I just tease my buddy with my right leg 
And when it's ready what's said is buddy is best in bed 

Fly buddy told us all to get into a circle 
Said don't worry cause I won't hurt you 
All I really wanna do is freak you (she freaked us) 

And I watched and then I checked my swatch 
To see the time 
The Soul had formed a buddy line 
And that buddy was (mine all mine) 

Now when Tribe, the Jungle, and De La Soul 
Is at the clubs our ritual unfolds 
Grab our bones and start swingin' our hands 
(Then Jenny start flockin' it everywhere) 
Cause Jenifa just wants to stay aware 
Yo fellas should we keep her aware 
(Mmm Hmm, yeah!!!)