Hmm, yeah
This just one of them days when yo' ass just want 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
That's some fucked up shit
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 becomin' 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
Do what you to want 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 f******u 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 (yeah, yeah)
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 (for real)
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, whatcho' ass want to hear?
I didn't answer you clear, I met Manson this year, okay?
You want some yay? I'll front yo' ass a play
But other than that, get the hell out my face
Because you niggas tryna
Blow my buzz
Do what you to want just don't blow my buzz (yeah, I'm gonna sit here)
And I'm gon' sit here and just roll my drugs
And if you talk I'm gonna f******u up (shut yo' damn mouth)
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 tryna 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 (man, f******u)
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
Every time 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')
Aight, aight, next nigga that bump me, I'ma do the Humpty
And elbow bitches, 'til everybody jump me
(Yo man, what's up wit you, man? Why you keep bumpin' me and shit?)
(What's up fool? f******u, punk)
(Motherfucker, f******u, it's on, fool, it's on
What's up then, nigga?)
Blow my buzz
Do what you to want 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 f******u up (slap the shit out you)
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 tryna smoke my weed
Smoke my weed
I'm tryna drink with my niggas, just shut the fuck up
While I'm just tryna get blowed
Spittin' to me some mo'
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Blow My Buzz - D12