Chiddy Bang

Chiddy Bang - Pass Out lyrics

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(sampling Tinie Tempah - Pass Out)





[Verse 1:]

They say hello, they say aloha, they say bonjour

I'm bout to kill this shit I think I need an encore

These other rappers need to focus on they songs more

If you ain't faded then you need to hit the bong more

I said I'm fly get the words in, someone bring the herbs in

Chicks is like a plane, only like them if they virgins

But, I exquisitely quote

Been through slippery slopes, now I figure we toast

Toast, there's no traffic up here, yeah we run the sky

Homie, I done seen everything, London eye

Uh uh, and ain't nobody fresher

Semester to semester, my Carmen is Electra

His hiatus might accept us

Say bye to my professors

20 light bulbs on the table of my dresser

G-Star, I got a crazy dumb collection

Opposing parties, you will never ruin the election



[Chorus:]

Yeah, we bring the star out

We bring the women and the cars and the cards out

This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out

And we can do this until we pass out

Yeah, we bring the star out

We bring the women and the cars and the cards out

This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out

And we can do this until we pass out



(Pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out, pass out)



[Verse 2:]

I'm bout to pass out

I'm bout to shatter in the game, bring a glass out

Ok, I'm goin' crazy and insane, I'm on a fast route

So I'm gettin' money, baby I'm about to cash out

I said it's Chiddy Bang mania, schooled in Pennsylvania

She sucked me in the neck, vampire Transylvania

Rappin' to make words rhyme, that's not trainin' ya

Success, we're attainin' ya, bullets we are aimin' ya

Pop, we throw it in our bare hands

I'm a rare man, my logo's the Air man

Grade A flow, but I gotta put the effort in

Me and Xaphoon movin' up, we The Jeffersons

Please bring my letters in, A-list, put this on your playlist

Prob'ly heard us Through The Grapevines, some Marvin Gaye shit

Watch me as I spit in daytime and make your face flip

Travel out to Scotland and back, now that's a day trip



[Chorus:]

Yeah, we bring the star out

We bring the women and the cars and the cards out

This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out

And we can do this until we pass out

Yeah, we bring the star out

We bring the women and the cars and the cards out

This is a toast of celebration, bring a glass out

And we can do this until we pass out
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