The Beatnuts
The Beatnuts - 40 Oz lyrics
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Coming straight out the forest, rapping shit like a Brontosaurus I lost him, I don't know where the hell my dinosaur is Must be the weed, babe, I forget Down a 40 on the set with my man Bobba Fett Now it's 12 midnight and I'm looking for a victim... Aiight, he stops at the red light Two carjackers pull up on both sides Raw, Bam pull open the door Put my gun to his jaw, throw his ass to the floor Or, sometimes these fools want to fight back Bam, that's when I got to bust a freaking cap Click, blow, out his temple Don't think carjacking punks is simple So when you see me coming, step on the gas Punk, or I'm a bust that ass I'm a bust that ass yo, I'm a bust that ass If your ass don't step on the gas All the fellas in the house if you're puffing on an ounce And your ass gets thirsty (Crack the forty ounce!) All the ladies in the house if you're hot and if you bounce And your ass get thirsty... (Repeat 2x) [Fashion/Al Tariq] The mack, fast cuts back, so what you say hops? Drops the funky hits right in your party house Can trick a cool fat cat just like (smack) Freestyle's all that, got enough without a hat Raw daog, whatever, she butter on my bag and hits Clits with my dick like a black Jimmy Swaggart I never boned a chick that I did make wonder I never puffed a phil that could put me under So light up and give me that good cheeba cheeba I greet a senorita with a little mira, mira Peace to Juan coming down your block Knock boots in the shop with the butt of my glock Cock back, oh shit, that demon got a hammer Salmmer, don't make me have to bust that whole fam up They call me Bruce because I freak it so that you know I rock so hard brothers think I'm doing Judo All the fellas in the house if you're puffing on an ounce And your ass gets thirsty (Crack the forty ounce!) All the ladies in the house if you're hot and if you bounce And your ass get thirsty... (Repeat 2x