The Game - 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 p**y, cause I already hit it Next, I tryna f** one in the crew And yeah i'm petty, you know how n***as in the circle do Me and your girlfriend lie about it Why you cryin' 'bout it act like you never cheated on a n***a Yeah, you know I do my sh** 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 a** on a n***a 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**hes 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** 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 p**y put you in that mood Give you this dick, make you leave you throu She love's that sh**, got yo' a** confused So i'm in that p**y like a tam-poo Feel this sh**, 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**, having unprotected s** I could f** you on the couch, f** 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** 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