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 (Very serious)

Like a Peak Freen

Buddy is an act that's occurring 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