Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Von Carlisle, Ondre Moore, Rufus B Johnson, Marshall Mathers, Jeff Bass, Denaun Porter, De Shawn Holton
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D12Blow My Buzz Lyrics:
Hmm, yeah
This just one of them days when yo' ass is goin' to chill out
And motherfuckers be all in yo' ear and shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
Or that naggin' bitch that just like to hear herself talk
Blowin' all yo' high away
Now that's some fucked up shit, heh
But it happens, you know what I'm sayin'? yo
Schizophrenia, how many of ya got it?
How many motherfuckers can say they psychotic?
How many motherfuckers can say they brain dry rotted from pot?
You got it like I got it or not
If you did, you would know just what I'm talkin' 'bout
When your tongue's rottin' out from cotton mouth
When you end up becoming' so dependent on weed
That you end up spendin' a G in the vendin' machine
You got the munchies, look at you, junk food junkie
Potato chips and lunch meat, up in the front seat
Sometimes you can get so paranoid from ganja
That's it gotcha thinkin' the whole world is watchin' ya
Or maybe you don't smoke, maybe you just roll
But whatever your drug's yo, go for the gusto
Just don't, come fuck with me when I'm doin' my drugs
You see me in the club, don't come fuckin' my high up and
Blow my buzz
You want to, want to, just don't blow
My buzz
Do what you want to
And I'm gon' sit here and just roll my drugs
Smoke my weed
And if you talk I'm gonna fuck you up
I might just whoop yo' ass
Just don't say shit and we'll be cool
Bitch, let me in the house
(Avon)
No, I just came to eat your mother out
It's the big guy, doin' a butterfly to the ground
(Go head)
Bizarre, sit yo' nasty ass down
I spot this fat bitch from across the room
Now suck my dick while your boyfriend's in the bathroom
(Yea yea)
My face is pink, lookin' for a sink
And don't worry 'bout what I put in your drink
It's called a date rape drug, ten minutes you'll be fucked up
Open your nasty ass legs up
(Yeah, you whore)
Bitches I'm catchin', blunts I'm matchin'
Don't call me bizarre, I'm the reverend Jesse Jackson
Who the fuck is this guy? Why the hell you in my presence?
It'd be cool if you was askin' me some reasonable questions
But you on some bullshit nigga, this yo' last beer
Get the fuck off my dick and tell yo' bitch to bring her ass here
I kick a hoe out without givin' her cab fare
And leave her barefooted just for naggin' in my damn ear
When I'm out eatin', you fags'll interfere
They don't go until I let 'em know a mag is sittin' here
I get drunk and I smoke weed, what'cha ass wanna hear?
I didn't answer you clear, I met Manson this year, okay
You want some yea? I'll front yo' ass a play
But other than that, get the hell out my face
Because you niggaz tryin' to
Blow, my, buzz
You want to, want to, just don't blow
My buzz
Do what you want to
And I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my drugs
And if you talk I'm gonna fuck you up
Just don't say shit and we'll be cool
Yo Denaun you seem shook
I really am dawg look
This fat bitch keep chasin' me tryin' to give me the nook
Aww man, you probably lead her on
I just bought her a beer
I saw her rubbin' on your head while she was wipin' your tears
I admit, I was high but you ain't seen me cryin'
Nigga you lyin', and you blowin' my high just stop denyin' it
Well, at least somebody in this bar is, this big bitch did
The ultimate by sayin' she wanted to have my kids
Look man, you grown, just leave me alone, I'm in the zone
Call it a night, get stoned and take that fat slut home
Just drink the drink, hit the dank, do some drugs
Go kill yourself
Fuck you
Well, stop blowin' my buzz
I'm at the front of the bar by the lounge in the back
With a slut on my arm while I'm downin' the gnac
Got the pills in my system, floatin' around
Everytime I start driftin', someone open they mouth
Yo my ear been spit licked and freestyled in
I think I'm goin' deaf like old senile men
Only one good demo out of three thousand
Yo, I ain't wanna rap for you anyway, so keep talkin'
Next nigga that bump me, I'm a do the humpty
And elbow bitches, till everybody jump me
Yo, man whassup with you, man,
Why you keep bumpin' me and shit
Whassup fool? Fuck you punk
It's on fool, it's on
Whassup then nigga?
Blow, my, buzz
You want to, want to, just don't blow
My buzz
Do what you want to
And I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my drugs
Smoke and roll
And if you talk I'm gonna fuck you up
Just don't say shit and we'll be cool
We'll be cool
We'll be cool if you don't talk
While I'm just tryin' to smoke my weed
Smoke my weed
I'm tryin' to drink with my niggaz, just shut the fuck up
While I'm just tryin' to get blowed
Spittin' to me some mo'
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