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    Blow My Buzz

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    Додана 20 лютого 2008 користувачем AND1

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    Swifty:
    Huh, yeah this's just one of those days when yo' ass just wanna chill out.
    And motherfuckers be all in yo' where and shit...
    And that naggin bitch, it's just like to hear herself talk...
    Blowin all yo' high away. Yeah, that's some fucked up shit.
    But it happens, youknowimsayin?
    (Yeah, yeah)
    [Eminem]
    Schizophrenia
    How many of you got it?
    How many motherfuckers can say they psychotic?
    How many motherfuckers can say
    They brains dryrotted from pot?
    You got it like I got it or not?
    If you did you would know just what I'm talking 'bout
    When your tongue's rotting out from cotton mouth
    When you end up becoming so dependent on weed
    That you end up spending a G
    In the vending 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 it's got you thinking the whole world is watching ya
    Or maybe you don't smoke
    Maybe you just roll
    But whatever your drugs, yo
    Go for the gusto
    Just don't
    Come fuck with me when I'm doing my drugs
    You see me in the club don't come fucking my high up and
    [Chorus]
    Blow my buzz
    Do what you want to just don't
    Blow my buzz
    Then 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
    [Bizarre]
    (doorbell)
    Bitch let me in the house
    (avon)
    Naw, just came to eat your mother out
    It's the big guy
    Doing the butterfly to the ground
    Go 'head
    (Bizarre, sit your nasty ass down)
    I spot this fat bitch from across the room
    Now suck my dick while your boyfriend's in the bathroom (ya ya)
    My face is pink
    Looking 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 (ya you whore)
    Bitches I'm catching
    Blunts I'm matching
    Don't call me Bizarre
    I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson
    [Swifty]
    Who the fuck is this guy?
    Why the hell you in my presence?
    It'd be cool if you was asking me some reasonable questions (damn)
    But you on some bullshit nigga
    This your last beer (for real)
    Get the fuck off my dick
    And tell your bitch to bring her ass here
    I kick a hoe out
    Without giving her cab fare (uh huh)
    And leave her barefooted just for nagging in my damn ear
    When I'm out eating
    You fags interfere
    They don't go until I let 'em know a mac is sitting here
    I get drunk and I smoke weed
    What your ass wanna hear?
    I didn't answer you clear?
    I meant Manson is here, ok?
    You want some yay?
    I'll front your ass some play
    But other than that get the hell out my face
    Because you niggas trying to
    Chorus
    [Kuniva & Kon Artis]
    Yo, Denaun, you seem shook
    I really am, dog, look
    This fat bitch keep chasing me
    Trying to get me to nutt
    Ah man, you probably led her on
    I just bought her a beer
    I saw her rubbing on your head
    While she was wiping your tears
    I admit, I was high
    But you ain't see me crying
    Nigga, you lying and you blowing my high
    Just stop denying it
    Well at least somebody in this bar is
    This big bitch did
    The ultimate by saying she wanted to have my kid
    Look man, you wrong
    Just leave me alone
    I'm in the zone
    Call it a night
    Get stoned
    And take that fat slut home (take her ass home)
    Just drink the drank
    Hit the dank
    Do some drugs (man)
    Go kill yourself
    Fuck you
    Well stop blowing my buzz
    [Proof]
    I'm at the front of the bar
    By the lounge in the back
    With a slut on my arm
    While I'm downing the yac
    Got the pills in my system
    Floating around
    Everytime I start drifting
    Someone open they mouth
    Yo, my ear been spit, licked, and freestyled in (Yo, my flow is cool my whole crew)
    I think I'm going Def like old senile men
    Only one good demo outta three thousand
    (Yo, I ain't wanna rap for you anyway)
    Aiight, aiight
    (Peace out then)
    Next nigga that bump me
    I'ma do the humpty
    And elbow bitches
    Till everybody jump me
    (Yo man, what's up with you man? Why do you keep on bumpin me and shit
    Fuck you! What's up man!? What's up!?)
    Chorus
    Outro:
    We'll be cool
    We'll be cool if you don't talk while I'm just tryna smoke my weed
    Smoke my weed. I'm tryna drink with my niggas, just shut the fuck up
    While i'm just tryin to get blown
    Spitting to me some hoes
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