[swifty mcvay] 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
[eminem] 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
[chorus: d-12] 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
[bizarre] [ding dong] 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!)
[eminem] bizarre sit yo’ nasty ass down
[bizarre] 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
[swifty mcvay] 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
[chorus w/ variations]
[kun] yo denaun you seem shook [kon] I really am dawg look This fat bitch keep chasin me tryin to give me the nook [kun] aww man you probably lead her on [kon] I just bought her a beer! [kun] I saw her rubbin on your head while she was wipin your tears [kon] I admit, I was high, but you ain’t seen me cryin [kun] nigga you lyin, and you blowin my high, just stop denyin it [kon] well at least somebody in this bar is, this big bitch did The ultimate by sayin she wanted to have my kids [kun] 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 [kon] fuck you! [kun] well stop blowin 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 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? )
[chorus w/ variations]
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)
Put these awesome lyrics on your blog, profile or website!
Link - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard:
COPY LINK
Embed - Websites & Blogs:
Copy to Clipboard: [swifty mcvay] 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
[eminem] 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
[chorus: d-12] 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
[bizarre] [ding dong] 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!)
[eminem] bizarre sit yo’ nasty ass down
[bizarre] 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
[swifty mcvay] 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
[chorus w/ variations]
[kun] yo denaun you seem shook [kon] I really am dawg look This fat bitch keep chasin me tryin to give me the nook [kun] aww man you probably lead her on [kon] I just bought her a beer! [kun] I saw her rubbin on your head while she was wipin your tears [kon] I admit, I was high, but you ain’t seen me cryin [kun] nigga you lyin, and you blowin my high, just stop denyin it [kon] well at least somebody in this bar is, this big bitch did The ultimate by sayin she wanted to have my kids [kun] 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 [kon] fuck you! [kun] well stop blowin 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 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? )
[chorus w/ variations]
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)
NEW LYRICS 
