De La Soul — Buddy Live at Tramps NYC 1996

[Intro: De La Soul] Where my people at? Where my people at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Yeah, one two, we talkin' ’bout P.A. Mase Yo, enjoy, the Natives, the Tongues, the Tongues The Natives y'all, the Natives y'all, no doubt, what Meany, meany, meany, meany Meany, meany, meany, meany Meany, meany, mеany, meany, mean Ayo, ayo, ayo, yo Meany, mеany, meany, meany (Say what?) Meany, meany, meany, meany (Say what?) Meany, meany, meany, meany, mean [Verse 1: Trugoy the Dove] Hello it’s the soul Yo) Troopin' in wit the Jungle patrol (What?) And this one's about the KO's The knockouts out there who I call my... (Hold up, wait a minute) [Verse 2: Posdnous] Just wait y'all We're gonna talk about Buddy on this stage But before we open up full gauge Make sure the all the levels are straight out the jungle (The Jungle, the Jungle, the Brothers, the Brothers, what) [Verse 3: Afrika Baby Bam] De La Soul, on a roll Black medallions, no gold Hangin' out wit' Pos, Dave, and Mase Buddy buddy buddy all in my face [Verse 4: Mike G] Yo, 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 [Verse 5: De La Soul & Jungle Brothers doing Q-Tip's verse] Now for the next I’m the Q-Tip from A Tribe Called Quest (Where's he at?) 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) [Bridge: De La Soul & Jungle Brothers] I do my dancin’ on the dance floor Girl, it's you that I adore Step off stage, you'll scream for more Native Tongues got rhymes galore Snap my fingers, make you mine If not, I'll snap a second time After that, I'll guarantee You will be standing next to me [Verse 6: Afrika Baby Bam] Fly buddy (Fly buddy), don't you know you make me go nutty (Nutty) I'm so glad that you're not a fuddy duddy (Duddy) Not too skinny and not too chubby (Chubby) Soft like silly putty Miss Crabtree (Crabtree), I hope that you're not mad at me (At me) Cause I told you that it was your buddy (Buddy) That is making me ever so horny Junglelistically horny [Verse 7: Posdnous] I won't lie, I love the B-U-D-D-Y (Why?) 'Cause I never let it walk on by When it comes to me and Jenny I seem (Wery serious) Like a Peak Freen Buddy is an act that's occuring on the lip (What?) When Jenny and Jimmy start shootin' the gift But unless we got shots, we won't even riff (Break it down, baby) [Outro: Trugoy the Dove] Now when Tribe, the Jungle, and De La Soul Be at the club, our ritual unfolds Grabbin' of the bone, swingin' of the hands (Then Jenny start flockin' it everywhere) 'Cause Jenifa just wanna stay aware Ayo fellas, should we keep her aware? (Mhm, yeah) Ah, uh, The J.B.'s, y'all