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Buddha Man
70
Hip-Hop/Rap
Buddha Man was released on September 13, 2024 by Southside Productions/Epic Records as a part of the album Sincerely, Rex
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Release DateSeptember 13, 2024
LabelSouthside Productions/Epic Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pyrex
Pyrex
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carton
Carton
Composer
Kedrick Cannady
Kedrick Cannady
Composer
Nathaniel Figueroa
Nathaniel Figueroa
Composer
Tyler Montero
Tyler Montero
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pyrex
Pyrex
Producer
NateGotSmoke
NateGotSmoke
Producer
Qioh
Qioh
Producer
Carton
Carton
Producer
GetemLouie
GetemLouie
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
Bloody my diamonds from Africa, linin' 'em up like a bachelor
She wanna know what I'm after, whippin' that coup like a master
I'm goin' big dog, mastiff, she tryna grind it, Thrasher
You could never treat me average, I raised the bar and passed it
Ran out of wind, lapped 'em, dodie got big boy ashes
Slow down and poured up in traffic, I'm on a four, fantastic
Drippin' in rags, Emilio, whole lotta Gucci and Pucci
Diamonds, they movin' like Uzi, fuck it, my life like a movie
Whole lotta dope in a Loose Leaf, I'm off a half, too geeked
Rollin' for days, no sleep, jump out the coup, on all feet
Buddah man true on the jeans, blindfolded, buying Celine
I cut her off, she green, she tryna off the team
Goin' for the champion rings, throatin' her, smashin' her brains
Off road, smashin' the Range , swervin', I'm crashin' the lanes
[Chorus]
Aye, aye, aye
Bad bitch from Panama
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck her like an animal
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Eat her like a cannibal
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's fuck on cameras
Oh, oh, yeah
Tell 'em 'bout how good it was
Oh, oh, yeah
Don't try to show me love, we ain't there
No, you want more and more, that sounds fair
[Verse 2]
She wanna fuck in Italian, throwin' a tally on this bitch
Linin' 'em up and knock 'em down, lose my balance in this bitch
Smokin' on a gasoline, puffin' on kerosene, it got me lit
Smokin' a pound of weed, pourin' a pint of lean, it got me bent
Countin' up old money, lovin' that blue honey
Whippin' up birds, Jumanji, I'm at your throat like Bundy
Love her in Valentino, 36 came with a kilo
Chopstick aimed at the peep hole, pink slip came through a repo
I'm sellin' bags to the reaper, I'm sellin' crack out a speaker
I smoke a ton of that ether, I put in on like Easter
Tint five percent, no see through, Marni the fur like weasel
Black out the whip, look evil, Loewe shades, see through
[Chorus]
Aye, aye, aye
Bad bitch from Panama
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck her like an animal
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Eat her like a cannibal
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's fuck on cameras
Oh, oh, yeah
Tell 'em 'bout how good it was
Oh, oh, yeah
Don't try to show me love, we ain't there
No, you want more and more, that sounds fair
[Outro]
Don't try to show me love, we ain't there
No, you want more and more, that sounds fair
Don't try to show me love, we ain't there
No, you want more and more, that sounds fair
Written by: Carlton McDowell Jr., Kedrick Cannady, Nathaniel Figueroa, Tyler Montero
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