Luyện nghe bài hát Blow My Buzz

[swifty
Hmm,
This just one of them days when yo' ass wanna chill out
And be all in yo' ear and shit, yknowhati'msayin?
Or that naggin bitch, that just like to herself talk
Blowin all yo' high
Now that's fucked up shit, heh
But it happens, yo

Yo yo yo yo
Schizophrenia, how of ya got it?
How many can say they psychotic?
How motherfuckers can say they brain dry-rotted from pot?
You got it I got it or not?
If you did, you know just what I'm talkin bout
When tongue's rottin out from cotton-mouth
When you end up becomin so on weed
That you end up spendin a g in the vendin
You got the munchies, look at you, food junkie
Potato chips and lunch meat, up in the seat
you can get so paranoid from ganja
That's it gotcha thinkin the whole world is ya
Or maybe you don't smoke, you just roll
But whatever your drug's yo, go for the
Just don't, come fuck with me when I'm my drugs
You see me in the club come fuckin my high up and

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Blow, my,
You to want to just don't blow, my, buzz
(do you want to) and I'm gon' sit here and just roll, my, drugs
(smoke my weeeeed) and if you I'm gonna fuck, you, up
(I might just whoop yo' ass) just say shit and we'll be cool

[ding dong] bitch let me in the (avon? )
No, I just to eat your mother out
It's the big guy, doin a butterfly to the (go 'head!)

bizarre sit yo' nasty ass down

I spot this fat bitch from across the
Now suck my dick while your boyfriend's in the (yea yea!)
My face is pink, for a sink
And don't worry bout I put in your drink
It's called a drug, ten minutes you'll be fucked up
Open your nasty-ass up (yeah you whore)
Bitches I'm catchin, blunts I'm
call me bizarre, I'm the reverand jesse jackson

[swifty
Who the fuck is this guy, why the you in my presence?
be cool if you was askin me some reasonable questions
But you on some nigga, this yo' last beer (f'real)
Get the off my dick and tell yo' bitch to bring here ass here
I kick a hoe out without givin her
And leave her just for naggin in my damn ear
When I'm out eatin, you interfere
They don't go I let 'em know a mag' is sittin here
I get drunk and I smoke weed, whatcho' ass wanna
I didn't you clear, I met manson this year okay?
You want some yea? I'll front yo' ass a
But than that, get the hell out my face
Because you tryin to

[chorus w/

[kun] yo denaun you seem
[kon] I really am dawg
This fat bitch chasin me tryin to give me the nook
[kun] aww man you lead her on
[kon] I bought her a beer!
[kun] I saw her rubbin on your head while she was wipin your
[kon] I admit, I was high, but you ain't me cryin
[kun] 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 she wanted to have my kids
[kun] man you grown, just leave me alone, I'm in the zone
it a night, get stoned, and take that fat slut home
Just the drink, hit the dank, do some drugs
Go yourself
fuck you!
[kun] stop blowin my buzz!

I'm at the front of the bar by the in the back
With a on my arm while I'm downin the 'gnac
Got the pills in my system, floatin
Everytime I start driftin, someone they mouth
Yo my ear spit licked and freestyled in
I I'm goin def like old senile men
Only one good demo out of thousand
(yo I ain't rap for you anyway, so keep talkin)
Next nigga that me, i'ma do the humpty
And elbow bitches, 'til jump me

(yo man wit you man why you keep bumpin me and shit)
Whassup fuck you punk!
(motherfucker, the fuck? it's on fool on! whassup then nigga? )

[chorus w/

be cool
We'll be if you don't talk while I'm just tryin to smoke my weed
my weed..
I'm tryin to drink with my niggaz; just the fuck up
While I'm just tryin to get
Spittin to me mo'.. (hehehe)

see you at eight, bitch