Chiddy Bang - Pass Out lyrics
[Chiddy Bang - Pass Out lyrics]
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
It's high to my acceptors
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
Yeah, we bring the stars 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 stars 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)
I’m 'bout to pass out
I’m 'bout to shatter in the game
Bring a glass out
Okay, 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 Airman
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
Probably 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
Yeah, we bring the stars 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 stars 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)
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
It's high to my acceptors
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
Yeah, we bring the stars 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 stars 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)
I’m 'bout to pass out
I’m 'bout to shatter in the game
Bring a glass out
Okay, 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 Airman
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
Probably 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
Yeah, we bring the stars 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 stars 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)