Back Buzzin' - S.A.S., Mega S.A.S. & Mayhem S.A.S.

She can bring it on the dance floor Showin' everybody what for Throwin' up her hands Holler for the band to play another one more And I'm watchin' all the guys watch her All the guys want her But they're crazy to think they can buy her a drink She don't need nothing strong to turn her on She likes virgin Piña coladas Diet Coke without the Jack 3.2 Beer from Colorado Water with Water back "Bartender put that whiskey down That's one thing she don't need" She gets high on she and I Like honey does a honeybee Oh yeah, she's buzzin' on me, buzzin' on me Yeah she's buzzin' on me She says drunk is highly overrated She stays intoxicated kissing on my neck Making me a wreck Instead of throwing 'em back She likes virgin Piña coladas Diet Coke without the Jack 3.2 Beer from Colorado Water with Water back "Bartender put that whiskey down That's one thing she don't need" She gets high on she and I Like honey does a honeybee Oh yeah, she's buzzin' on me, buzzin' on me Yeah, she's buzzin' on me Every once in a while, she'll sip a little wine A glass of champagne on a New Year's Night But most times She likes virgin Piña coladas Diet Coke without the Jack 3.2 Beer from Colorado Water with water back "Bartender put that whiskey down That's one thing she don't need" She gets high on she and I Like honey does a honeybee Oh yeah, she's buzzin' on me, buzzin' on me Yeah, she's buzzin' on me Yeah, she's buzzin' on me

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 felt the spark when it hit When we me at the spot it was hot, like this song Saw the thong, it was on, now it's eight in the mornin' (eight in the mornin') I move on like the Greyhound bus I go, town to town, and I prey on sluts I gotta go, so scream out your area code I'm comin' all the way live from the 3-1-O 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 (I think she did) She was buzzin' all over me She was buzzin' all over me She was buzzin' all over me like she fell in love (yeah) 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 tryna make a hustle outta rhyme (hustle outta 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 tryna play it cool I got a rep' to protect down at the high school Why you tryna cage me in? And when I leave we both know you'll be pagin' him And when I come back, we gon' do it again I promise we gon' do it again I met her at a backyard blockparty by the bar (do it again) And she kept lookin' at me like she knew who I was (do it again) She was buzzin' all over me She was buzzin' all over me She was buzzin' all over me like she fell in love (yeah) Bang-bang, I wanna give you my name But I'm tryna put some diamonds in my Shwayze chain Babies change, they start showin' them fangs Tryna take a ride on this crazy train 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 bless 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 (do it again) And she kept lookin' at me like she knew who I was (do it again) 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

Streets out, shit S.A.S., Dipset, Eurogang Verse 1 Mayhem: Might catch May in Rockaway Bullet in the handgun Six things of shots a spray 'case you and your man run To down to rob again Hold your seed ransom and have to call the coppers dem Police and the feds come Welcome to London Where if we tell you that we're gonna stick Best believe there's no interruptions We stack dough with lumpsums I put my city on the map, I give a fuck where you come from I'm in tip-top shape And if your crib got weight, great, you can get your wig rocked mate Grip a six-shot 8, cuz shoot bazooka papo I'm movin Flaco, dame, Rugers like a Tahoe Harm who, I'll get at you clowns And get Adamu to clap you down I'm a general And we dem British thugs, that get rid of slugs Drop kids, rock more wigs thana British judge A beast on the cash route, streets pull me back out Disappeared, crafted, mastered, I'm back out Beef better back out, cuz heats bend a back out Slugs torch ya side when the piece end ya back out The kid is messy, on ice like I'm Gretzky I slab and spit a epilepsy, you get it Guard your women, S.A.S. born in Britian The Don is pimpin' on more fucks than contradictions Let's get it Hook S.A.S.: Oh no, we ready to roll We be on dem roads We pop off like there they go So pop off if it's a issue Cock and then pop your pistol Fuck if the cops'll get you My copper tops'll hit you (Repeat) Verse 2 Mega: This is for my Gs, what All of my peeps locked Doin' time behind the walls like it's sheetrock These cops wanna bug me cuz I keep rocks Picture me livin' drug-free, this ain't Detox Sliced down to Cuba, nice in Aruba That's right, I'm a mover Type that'll move ya Got shotties on blocks, I'm nice with the Ruger So more bodies'll drop than the fight of a loser Boo swap, manueve cops, my tools pop Two shots go, check up your knees like tube socks Whoo, I'm on some hoodie-hoo Tipped off, who are you Ticked off if kicked, pissed off to the Lou' Nah, nigga, pass the doogaloo I blast real fast, have ya ass do the Boogaloo Uh, I'm slewin' you, know I'll put a few in you I get it poppin', I'm poppin' and sprayin' up your funeral And vibe to the beat, it paint a picture for me And you can vision what I'm spittin', there's a picture to see See I develop the flow, from gettin' cheddar off blow I never said I was HOV but I'll rock a fella fa' sho' See it's art and I'm the teacher, what the heat on my hip fo' And pardon, you a diva, plus you sweeter than Lep, no I'm the shit bro, it's Dipset mane I put the Eagle to your chest like a Dipset chain Bang Hook