Texty:
D12 Butterfly

up grab your girl tell her, put her hand up Chorus x4 Throw your hands in the air Put your blunts in the sky Grab a cutiepie And do the butterfly Cruisin

And everytime he'd lie, he would cry and inside I'd die. My heart must have died a thousand deaths Compared myself to Toni Braxton thought I'd never

nothin' at first, I just turned up my nose She said, "What's wrong, the shirt costs twenty dollars" I said, "Mom, this shirt is plaid, with a butterfly

't, come fuck with me when I'm doin my drugs You see me in the club don't come fuckin my high up and [chorus: d-12] Blow, my, buzz You want to want to

that super hero with the lantern and ring, then watch bootleg cable on a 60 inch screen Champagne, greens, in 3d, while bastards out catchin' V.D.'s

: "You have become an angel...butterfly angel." 12 strands of DNA (Is today gonna be like yesterday?) 12 strands of double DNA (Is tomorrow gonna be like today?) 12

flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese What the fuck's goin on in the D Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D

don't, come fuck with me when I'm doin my drugs You see me in the club don't come fuckin my high up and [Chorus: D-12] Blow, my, buzz You want to want

flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese What the fuck's goin on in the D Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D