Blow My Buzz

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 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 (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 fuck you 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, 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 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? Fuck you, punk) (Motherfucker, fuck you, 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 fuck you 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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