Buzzin lyrics

[Intro]
You know what I wanna do
Lyrica, Right now
Oh the way we grindin', got you all excited
B-buzzin', b-buzzin'

[Verse 1: The Game]
You know i'm with it
And I ain't trippin' of the pus*y, cause I already hit it
Next, I tryna f*ck one in the crew
And yeah i'm petty, you know how n*ggas in the circle do
Me and your girlfriend lie about it
Why you cryin' 'bout it act like you never cheated on a n*gga
Yeah, you know I do my sh*t
It ain't cheatin' if i'm right back to you 'bout 6
Yeah, we break up to make up, but I ain't tryna hurt you
If you ain't tryna lose me, stay in the winner circle
Throw on the snap-back, bring some of your girls through
Put that ass on a n*gga and bang it like Piru

[Chorus: Lyrica Anderson]
Oh the way we grindin', got you all excited
Maybe it's just nothing, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you
Oh-oh-oh-woah b-buzzin'
Oh-oh-oh-woah, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you
[Verse 2: Lyrica Anderson]
Throw it up, got the whole place goin' up
Now my b*tches bae sip, i'm a real one face it
Get a cup, he on me like he want some
Wanna eat it like cake mix, huh
f*ck around let him taste it
Oh, I might leave with you tonight
Just keep on doing all the [?]

[Chorus: Lyrica Anderson]
Oh the way we grindin', got you all excited
Maybe it's just nothing, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you
Oh-oh-oh-woah b-buzzin'
Oh-oh-oh-woah, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you
Oh-oh-oh-woah b-buzzin'
Oh-oh-oh-woah, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you

[Verse 3: YG]
It's YG 4 hunnid
Me freakin' on you, eat your pus*y put you in that mood
Give you this di*k, make you leave you throu
She love's that sh*t, got yo' ass confused
So i'm in that pus*y like a tam-poo
Feel this sh*t, she wanna get my name tattooed
I'm willing to lick that eat that, oh
Put some ice in my mouth, keep that cool, ooh
Here you throwin' up my sh*t, having unprotected sex
I could f*ck you on the couch, f*ck you while your standing up
Put your arms wrapped around my neck
Got my t-shirt with Jimmies on
She got a t-shirt and panties on
I'ma take that t-shirt and panties off
f*ck that chit-chat, kitkat, break you off
Get it on
[Bridge: Lyrica Anderson]
Eat it like cake mix eat it like cake mix
Eat it like cake mix I do, I do
You wanna eat it like cake mix I do, I do
Oh yeah

[Chorus: Lyrica Anderson]
Oh the way we grindin', got you all excited
Maybe it's just nothing, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you
Oh-oh-oh-woah b-buzzin'
Oh-oh-oh-woah, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you
Oh-oh-oh-woah b-buzzin'
Oh-oh-oh-woah, maybe i'm just buzzin' off you