Buzzin'

Album: Shwayze (2008)
Charted: 46
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  • I met her at a backyard
    Blockparty by the bar.
    And she kept lookin' at me
    Like she knew who I was.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me
    Like she fell in love.

    Bang bang baby shot
    Me in the heart, in the dark,
    With the dart of the spark
    When it hit.
    When we met at the spot
    It was hot, like this song
    Saw the thong, it was on.
    Now it's 8 in the mornin'
    I move on like the Greyhound bus
    I go town to town
    And I prey on sluts.
    I got to go,
    So scream out your area code.
    I'm comin' all the way
    Live from the 310!
    I gotta whole lot of love
    But none like you.
    You make me wanna stay
    Here in heaven with you.
    I'll write your name in the sand,
    Put your hand with mine.
    Come on baby,
    Shoot your gun in the sky!

    I met her at a backyard
    Blockparty by the bar.
    And she kept lookin' at me
    Like she knew who I was.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me
    Like she fell in love.

    Bang bang baby hit me one time,
    Two days on the road
    And you're still on my mind.
    You'd think that I would learn
    'cause I'm young and fine
    But I'm broke, so I'm tryin' to make
    A hustle out of rhyme.
    I gotta see the world one girl at a time,
    But you're hangin' on my sleeve
    Like I care that you're cryin'
    And I do
    I'm just tryin' to play it cool
    I got a rep to protect,
    Down at the high school.
    Why you tryin' to cage me in
    And when I leave we both know
    That you'll be pagin' him
    And when I come back
    We gonn' do it again.
    I promise we gonn' do it again.

    I met her at a backyard
    Blockparty by the bar.
    And she kept lookin' at me
    Like she knew who I was.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me
    Like she fell in love.

    Bang bang, I wanna give you my name
    But I'm tryin' to put some
    Diamonds in my Shwayze chain.
    Babies change,
    They start showin' them fangs
    Tryin' to take a ride on
    Those crazy trains.
    Choo choo.
    What the hell am I to do?
    I got a girl in every city
    From here to Peru.
    When I left you,
    I signed my name on your left boob
    Now go get that tattoed,
    I'll be back soon.
    Don't cry, I'll bust you
    With a text soon.
    I gotta go, but I'll
    Be back next June.
    Or July. Sparks in the sky.
    She said, 'Boy you crazy.'
    Nah, I'm Shwayze.

    I met her at a backyard
    Blockparty by the bar.
    And she kept lookin' at me
    Like she knew who I was.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me
    Like she fell in love.

    And I don't know what she was on.
    Whatever it was, I want some.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me.
    She was buzzin' all over me
    Like she fell in love. Writer/s: AARON JEROME SMITH, CISCO ADLER
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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