Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blow My Buzz, artist - D12. Date of issue: 17.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blow My Buzz |
| Hmm, yeah |
| This just one of them days when yo’ass just wanna chill out |
| and motherfuckers be all in yo’ear and shit, yknowhatI’msayin? |
| 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, yknowhatI’msayin? |
| Yo Yo yo yo 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 |
| 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 weeeeed) 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 Reverand 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 (f'real) |
| Get the fuck off my dick and tell yo’bitch to bring here ass here |
| I kick a hoe out without givin her cabfare |
| 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 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 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 def 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’ma do the Humpty |
| and elbow bitches, 'til everybody jump me |
| (Yo man whassup wit you man why you keep bumpin me and shit) |
| Whassup fool? |
| Fuck you punk! |
| (Motherfucker, the fuck? It’s on fool it’s on! Whassup then nigga?) |
| 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'. |
| (hehehe) |