Three 6 Mafia, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy - Pass Dat Shit lyrics
[Three 6 Mafia, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy - Pass Dat Shit lyrics]
Conversating with the weed?
(Pass that shit, nigga pass that shit)
Man you fucking the rotation up
Just pass the shit to me
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
It's puff puff, pass, the rules
They still the same
You need to pass the weed dog
You holdin' up the train
Done held the blunt so long
It's getting kinda small
The next blunt that get's rolled
Bruh you won't hit it at all
Ain't put a dime on shit
Nothin' but lips and finger-tips
Dog contribute to the session mane or
You gon' have to dip and go get in ya whip
And lead y'all somewhere else
Shoulda smashed behind yo partner
Bruh he already left
Yeah, I smoke weed, that good-good dope
But, I hate when niggas be
Babysitting that dope
Yeah, I drink yo purple and rolled up Sweets
Take me two puffs then I pass that weed
But remember we on purple so
We fall to fucking sleep
So I yelled at my nigga, pass me that green
Don't make me put my foot in yo ass knee deep
Just do what the song say
Nigga pass that weed
While you sitting there babysitting
Conversating with the weed?
(Pass that shit, nigga pass that shit)
Man you fucking the rotation up
Just pass the shit to me
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
Why you rest having the blunt when I
Put half up on them trees?
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
I see you one of them niggas
That be tryna smoke for free
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
I can smell it in the air but
Where the hell's it coming from?
Need it badly
Can I hit your blunt? Or simply take a gun?
Simply buy me up the
Hash and crumble purple-kushy, yum
Bubble-gum or onion, fuck all that man
I want me some put the torchy on the dope
Just let me sit and have a smoke
Automatic gat, I grab it, just might have it
It's the choke
Know that you don't know me or don't owe me
Don't be mean to me
Let a brother come on over and
Hit some of yo greenery
I'm gettin' tired of smokin'
Out with traitors
Non chiefers and conservators
Constantly holdin' on to the weed while
I'm tryna get my vapours fuck some papers
Cigarillos what I like to roll and choke
Babysittin' motherfucka
Keep on tokin' and get yo fingers broke
Pass that shit, I know it's the last hit
Lil Wyte gon' be blasted
Til' I'm hittin' my casket
You a grown man, wrong thang
Tryna hog the dope mane?
You wanna fuck with me without passin'
Just stick to cocaine, bitch!
While you sitting there babysitting
Conversating with the weed?
(Pass that shit, nigga pass that shit)
Man you fucking the rotation up
Just pass the shit to me
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
Why you rest having the blunt when I
Put half up on them trees?
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
I see you one of them niggas
That be tryna smoke for free
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
I'm chillin' with my nigga "Get High"
C-H-R-I, S, cause he always keep the best
And we in the woods
And we wish a motherfucka would
Come through
Fuckin' off cause we on that good
Up all night, this cain's an upper
Weed is a downer wit' them guns beside us
We starin' at them cameras steady smokin'
Watchin' porn on the flat-screen
With some bunnys from the platinum
In my main ching
I'm on that weed and
That Red-Bull and alcohol
That get you hype or slow you down
It's like a speed ball
But, I can't stand when a nigga wanna roll it
Then (cough) and hold it
Hurry up and pass it before
You get your ass kicked
I got a ounce of weed but
You ain't reachin' in my plastic
It's sticky more than Taffy
It's finer than miss Halley, Berry
Call it blue-berry i need some commisaries
While you sitting there babysitting
Conversating with the weed?
(Pass that shit, nigga pass that shit)
Man you fucking the rotation up
Just pass the shit to me
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
Why you rest having the blunt when I
Put half up on them trees?
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)
I see you one of them niggas
That be tryna smoke for free
(Pass that shit nigga, pass that shit)