Buzzing Away Songtext
von Step Brothers
Buzzing Away Songtext
Real spit, this is StepBro
Same relationship as Opio and Pep Love
I cop hieroglyphics
I pop when I walk and I break when I hit the ground
I talk like a rapper, gotta hashtag hit the pound
I hit the pound high and save a dog
Bring him home and let him roam in the yard
I got a cat too
I got a permanent tattoo
Tattoo riding Tatsu
Humming coming at you
If I had to mix it up in a pot
I′d rather smoke some pot
Then say I forgot I voted every four since eighteen
And kept voting
Really do appeal to other people that I'm quoting
Some people know me
Others on that Rubik shit
Tryna match the color
Most people can′t do this shit
I used to fit the pieces of the puzzle all together
Now I bring umbrellas for the ever changing weather
Went to school with a feather that was kept in a fedora
Put it back after and I never went on tour yet
One day I'll be a tour vet
And I'mma have a deal too
And I′mma cop a crib by the beach with a real view
Melt beats
Melt wax
Weed smelling like Clorox and Ajax
Melt features
Felt peaches
Raznikova like smith grinds and laybacks
Burn a biscuit of dope
Burn a specimen
Step on your throat
Step on your regiment
Cut off the competition
Cut a neck
Cut a vocal
Cut a record
Cut a check
Write bomb threats
Cough diamond baguettes
Carve a runway for the jets
Step motherfucker step
Champion sound cut the rim off of the net
Separate your potato head from your neck
Celebration bodies thrown off of the deck
Do Stallone numbers
Gangster like Willie Colon covers
Written in my DNA my bone structure
Same relationship as Opio and Pep Love
I cop hieroglyphics
I pop when I walk and I break when I hit the ground
I talk like a rapper, gotta hashtag hit the pound
I hit the pound high and save a dog
Bring him home and let him roam in the yard
I got a cat too
I got a permanent tattoo
Tattoo riding Tatsu
Humming coming at you
If I had to mix it up in a pot
I′d rather smoke some pot
Then say I forgot I voted every four since eighteen
And kept voting
Really do appeal to other people that I'm quoting
Some people know me
Others on that Rubik shit
Tryna match the color
Most people can′t do this shit
I used to fit the pieces of the puzzle all together
Now I bring umbrellas for the ever changing weather
Went to school with a feather that was kept in a fedora
Put it back after and I never went on tour yet
One day I'll be a tour vet
And I'mma have a deal too
And I′mma cop a crib by the beach with a real view
Melt beats
Melt wax
Weed smelling like Clorox and Ajax
Melt features
Felt peaches
Raznikova like smith grinds and laybacks
Burn a biscuit of dope
Burn a specimen
Step on your throat
Step on your regiment
Cut off the competition
Cut a neck
Cut a vocal
Cut a record
Cut a check
Write bomb threats
Cough diamond baguettes
Carve a runway for the jets
Step motherfucker step
Champion sound cut the rim off of the net
Separate your potato head from your neck
Celebration bodies thrown off of the deck
Do Stallone numbers
Gangster like Willie Colon covers
Written in my DNA my bone structure
Writer(s): Alan Maman, Michael Taylor Perretta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

