D-12 - "Blow My Buz" lyrics
*** Complimentary Blow My Buz Ringtone ***
[Eminem]
Schizophrenia
How many of you got it'
How many motherfuckers can say they psychotic'
They brains dryrotted from pot'
How many motherfuckers can say
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
Look at you
You got the munchies
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
Maybe you just grow
Or maybe you don't smoke
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
Roll my drugs
Then I'm gonna sit here and
And if you talk I'm gonna
Fuck you up
And don't say shit and we'll be cool
[Bizarre]
Bitch let me in the house
(Ay Von')
Naw, just came to each your mother out
It's the big guy
(Bizarre, sit your nasty ass down)
Doing the butterfly to the ground
I spot this fat bitch from across the room
Go 'head
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
Bitches I'm catching
Ten minutes you'll be fucked up
Open your nasty ass legs up (ya you whore)
Blunts I'm matching
Don't call me Bizarre
I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson
[Swifty]
Who the fuck is this guy'
It'd be cool if you was asking me some reasonable questions (damn)
Why the hell you in my presence'
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
Schizophrenia
How many of you got it'
How many motherfuckers can say they psychotic'
They brains dryrotted from pot'
How many motherfuckers can say
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
Look at you
You got the munchies
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
Maybe you just grow
Or maybe you don't smoke
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
Roll my drugs
Then I'm gonna sit here and
And if you talk I'm gonna
Fuck you up
And don't say shit and we'll be cool
[Bizarre]
Bitch let me in the house
(Ay Von')
Naw, just came to each your mother out
It's the big guy
(Bizarre, sit your nasty ass down)
Doing the butterfly to the ground
I spot this fat bitch from across the room
Go 'head
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
Bitches I'm catching
Ten minutes you'll be fucked up
Open your nasty ass legs up (ya you whore)
Blunts I'm matching
Don't call me Bizarre
I'm the Reverend Jesse Jackson
[Swifty]
Who the fuck is this guy'
It'd be cool if you was asking me some reasonable questions (damn)
Why the hell you in my presence'
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 a cat fear (uh huh)
And leave her barefooted just for nagging in my damn ear
When I'm out eating
They don't go until I let 'em know a mac is sitting here
You fags interfere
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 lle''
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 give me the nook'
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
The ultimate by saying she wanted to have my kid
This big bitch did
Look man, you grown
Just leave me alone
I'm in the zone
Get stoned
Call it a night
And take that fat slut home (take her ass home)
Just quit 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
Floating around
Got the pills in my system
Everytime I start drifting
Yo, my ear been spit, licked, and freestyled in (Yo, my flow is cool my whole crew)
Someone open they mouth
I think I'm going Def like Mos senile men
(Yo, I ain't wanna rap for you anyway)
Only one good demo outta three thousand
(Aiight, aiight)
Peace out then
Next nigga that bump me
And elbow bitches
I'ma do the humpty
Till everybody jump me
Chorus
Without giving a cat fear (uh huh)
And leave her barefooted just for nagging in my damn ear
When I'm out eating
They don't go until I let 'em know a mac is sitting here
You fags interfere
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 lle''
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 give me the nook'
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
The ultimate by saying she wanted to have my kid
This big bitch did
Look man, you grown
Just leave me alone
I'm in the zone
Get stoned
Call it a night
And take that fat slut home (take her ass home)
Just quit 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
Floating around
Got the pills in my system
Everytime I start drifting
Yo, my ear been spit, licked, and freestyled in (Yo, my flow is cool my whole crew)
Someone open they mouth
I think I'm going Def like Mos senile men
(Yo, I ain't wanna rap for you anyway)
Only one good demo outta three thousand
(Aiight, aiight)
Peace out then
Next nigga that bump me
And elbow bitches
I'ma do the humpty
Till everybody jump me
Chorus
*** Complimentary Blow My Buz Ringtone ***
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