"Luv Buzz" lyrics

"Luv Buzz"

Money, drugs, thugs, cold slugs
Everybody gettin' buzzed, everybody got love
Money, drugs, thugs, cold slugs
Everybody gettin' buzzed, everybody got love

Everybody I know drink, everybody I know smoke
Everybody I know say don't play with them they ain't no joke
Everybody I know out here gettin' money on the low
Everybody out here family and they kin of so-and-so
Everybody got a fiend in they family, this is true
Everybody know who it is, and shit, it might be you
Everybody know to meet the time [?]
Everybody know who did it, but the police have no clue
Now everybody hear me out, everybody underground
Everybody show support 'cause everybody got ups and down
Everybody pancake syrup sippin' on that lean
Everybody out there dirty, everybody out there clean
Everybody east or west coast and everywhere in between
Ain't nobody verse nobody, everybody team
Everybody come and get it, everybody get you some
Everybody in the world, we want you to know we come from

Money, drugs, thugs, cold slugs
Everybody gettin' buzzed, everybody got love
Money, drugs, thugs, cold slugs
Everybody gettin' buzzed, everybody got love

Not just anybody hit, everybody wanna be rich
Everybody want a six trey with a big booty
Everybody turnt up, everybody stay lit
Everybody, don't quote me 'cause I ain't said shit
Everybody, everybody, you just stepped inside the party
Poppin' pills, we call 'em Harleys and I'm lookin' for a Barbie
My objectives is to get it split it hit it then I'm sorry
We was kickin' she was trickin' left her panties in the lobby
Probably whippin' a Ferrari, old school player like Atari
I be eatin' lobster, steak, and fettuccini calamari
Ain't no perpin', keep it twerkin' jerkin' whistle while you workin'
Left her squirtin' I'm for certain other rappers feeling's hurtin'
What you thinkin' we was drinkin' slowly sink into the pink and
Slipped my pinkie in the coochie, sniff to see if it was stinkin'
I was clockin', she was boppin', keep it poppin' while I'm watchin'
Twenty-four hours I'm rockin', fallin' off is not an option
When there's

Money, drugs, thugs, cold slugs
Everybody gettin' buzzed, everybody got love
Money, drugs, thugs, cold slugs
Everybody gettin' buzzed, everybody got love


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