The Buzz (feat. Mataya & Young Tapz) - Hermitude

Don't worry about nothing Turn up 'em drums Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete Oh oh yeah Don't worry about nothing Yeah, move it! Oh oh... Oh oh Yeah, move it! Oh oh... Oh yeah... Yeah! Oh oh... Y-y-y-yeah Yeah, move it move it! Oh oh oh yeah... Don't worry about nothing Turn up 'em drums, t-turn up 'em drums Until the cops come Bang on them walls Until the roof falls And then the cops come, make the place go down... And you'll never shut this shit down Shut this down, shut this down Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete Make the place go down Don't worry about Don't worry about nothing... N-nothing Move it! m-move it! yeah... Don't worry about, nothing, nothing, nothing... Don't worry about nothing Turn up 'em drums Until the cops come, until the cops come Bang on them walls Until the roof falls, And then the cops come, make the place go down And you'll never shut this shit down Shut this down, shut this down Don't worry about nothing Turn up 'em drums, turn up, turn up 'em drums Make the place go down Don't worry about nothing Make the place go Don't worry about nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

Well the man like general slinger Sa live the life you love and love the life you live Cause what is in my hart is design to give But special request is to all back stabber should be stuck in asieve When I and I smoke senisman give thanks and praise to the full causes whot The buzz feeling lord Well have you ever had the buzz feeling my sisthren Have you ever had the buzz feeling My brethren Have you ever had the buzz feeling you take out you rizla You start rolling seh three or five sheet me Seh what you deeling with you take piece of cigarette Start breaching open up you giangi bag you start Sprinkling you stick out you tongue and you start fe licking You lean against a speaker box take you matches lighting Seh man have you ever had the buzz feeling When your head is spinning you knees wobbling you belly rolling And your eyes shutting fe you head would of blow off Like a car engine most people in the dance dem start laughing Some of them cannot explain mysterious feeling so you sit on de stair Gaze pon de ceiling you hand pon you belly You start fe rubbing a little after that you a little vomiting So you run down the stairs like a streak of lightening you move Through the crowd like you hustling you brethen Shout you start reasoning about thing and time and the flat Him move in the operatir play a tune them start bubbling It make it even harder fe you passing as you reach out side start Slow breathing you sit pon de wall and start thinking never again Would I get that feeling dread Well you head stop spinning you knees stop wobbling you belly stop roll Start crave fe dumpling You I dren shout you roll up a splif Me I dren temptation it is graet but Remember that funny feeling But wen me seh you shouldn't rump with the general Shouldn't rump with the general Me seh don't rump with general Don't play with the general Don't fool with the general Don't walk with the general Don't talk with the general Don't eat eith the general