Pass the 40 - Raw Fusion

Money B

Money B

Money B

Money B

Hey whats

Yo, yo, yo

She was fine as hell

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

When me and my homeboys are hangin out

There’s just one thing to do

Make sure that we hit the liquor store

To get us a 40 of brew

Whaaat?

40 of brew, 40 of brew

It’s our favourite thing to do

Roll up a big fat joint or 2

And an Ice cold 40

Got my lips on it

B drips on it

Cuz the 40 is nice and chilly

Meal time know why where my food troop

Cuz I got my dirty meat my veggie and my 40 brew

I got the duggets and still drive a bucket

So, eh yo don’t be beepin at my fun

(What it be then?)

On the groove I kinda dig a bit

Now who’s next to take a swig of it?

Livin like a pimp, that full throttle

Hittin on a 40 bottle

That’s my aphrodisiac, so fuck a shrimp throttle

Got to go and get a blunt and let it flow me like a trumpet

It keeps me actin shitty, I’m the baby and the 40 is the titty

And my clique, we don’t get sick over shit like this

Don’t be laggin, I ain’t gaggin pass the dragon piss

Now I’m takin hits to the head, takin a bitch to the bed

You niggas are hard like lead, then its time to go

Nigga take the 40 yo

Ahh shiddidit, look who’s on my dididickk

Wanna take a flick with the nigga cuz the games thick

Rip this shit, I let the shit get ripped

And If I slip, niggas is quick to trip

So rip, while I kick the shit that’ll get ya licked

2pacalyspe straight droppin shit

You thought I’d be quittin, there’s more though

I floor whores like a Sho’Nuff porno

The 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Its more bitch and hoe shit

Droppin 40 doggs for the rough usin click

To the right is the dank to the left is the drank

Don’t get to close cuz it’s comatose

And my breath stank real bad

If you feel sad, get you a hefty fat sac or a glad bag

Add to your memo, but now you should of learned

You wanna hear so feel the sauce

So you don’t matter gettin down, we gettin burned

I’m feelin kinda groovy like that after party

I can’t hit the weed, indeed it makes my paranoid

Real swift though, I can drink Cisco all night

Until I start feelin a horny thorn on my balls right

Fartin like an aardvark, now my booty stank

(smells like shit)

Judy pass the drink and shut the hell up

Now lets speak like a freak

Just as long as you don’t leak on my sheets

We cool, livin real swell

Gettin fucked up with Money B, Mac Mall, 2Pac and Stretch, yeah

I’m feelin kinda dizzy on my 40 dogg shuffle

Somebody else take the 40

Before I fall for the mic

I’ll let you know that I’m pissy drunk, yo

Pass around the stunk

As I’m rippin up the funk, yo

Professional pimpsta

You wanna get a glimpsa

And criminal minded

And baby face finsta

Pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Ok

Mac Mall lyricist ready so flowso

Eh song this mic?

four O

English beer

(?? my nigga)

You goddamn right, now thanks a lot my niggas

Well I’m a keep raw like it just don’t stop

(?? ? world)

Eh man I’m drunk like Pac

So just gimme the finna, finna of the doubt

And I’m a still rock strong, with the two in my mouth

Look I take it like a drunk, but alcoholics what you call it

Be higher then a skyscraper and like paper

Ballin up and but then I send it to the next fools

Pop it, drop it

Yea cuz we makes it good, make it, take it

To the highest of the industry, suckaz fuckaz

All, they be wishin we’d fall

But this is 8 ball and what I drink up

But I’m a Puerto wreckin to my nigga lil Cheetah

Check it, passin the 40 is what we speakin on

We finally made a cut to rock your butt, get your freakin on

And get you hot and wet, and ready to put it in

The tape deck, the game of great sweat

From all the huffin and puffin and jumpin

Up and down from the older 8, the K, the land

The town is pumpin the sound and make it pound

Nothin phony, you know to the homies

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Now with the 40 I win

Genuine P.U.

and K

Fakin the F.U.

A. K

(D the poet is like an A.K.)

Automatic anti-static duct remover

Nubian hoover, so I’m removin the manure

Scoopin’em up and roughin them with the handle of my shovel

When I turn 2 I was known as a lil devil

Now I’m 19 rippin up the rap scene

Things are cop-acetic so I think that you should get it

Through your head I like 40's, plus I like jackin

Not from New York, but since 10 I have been rappin

Where I dwell, at this time its no importance

Here’s a corner for your freestyle cause it didn’t make no sense

Not censor me but what I mean is get an Akki

Before I love to try to crack a skull and?

I’m the black baron but not the Kamikaze

Put your punk ass back in the closet, that’s H.I.V.

positive

Visually the physical not one can parallel

Face up to the madness, and you watch what I will swell

Like a ball park, you stuck in the dark, becuz I’m swift

Wit the fully automatics, but I need it for my spliff

So take a whiff can you smell the coffee brewin

For certain, it’s curtains, you’ll be hurtin

Ain’t no future in your purpin

Checkin Jimmy tryin to get a nut off

But you couldn’t come off

Mon pass the 40 off

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Well here I come

(for what?)

An orgasm

I see your mic then I have a 40 spasm

Me?

I’m Mr. Crunch man a serial ripe

Hold up styles, then I begin to slaughter

And I can see through you like a glass of water

You weak you show no style of no kind

Stop robbin, so fake from behind

Look see I control the show

Sayin rhymes like pretend, I mean I mean pretendo

Sloppy drinker, sloppy drinker

Theres so many 40's one man can’t keep up

I seen a girl all types of brands

20 different gingers and 20 different lambs

I’m smart now, so I’m a bit Budweiser

Caught my 40 cheating, you could say I surpriseda

Shamrock even told me so

I rap in the dark, with my mic den it glow

Four O dash O Zee rollin in the land with my 40 next to me

On my side, police let me slide

I made a left turn when I should of made a right

Lettin you know I’m a real funk stony

Go collect my money cuz the tool owe me

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Yo, I have an L card style of rap

Cuz that’s how fat it is

When attack I macs

Unpack my adjectives nows

A couple of conjunctions for my adverbs

A freak of gettin frontin fools, foul like a bad word

My hookers are the lookers hookin up, never hard to do

Got so much soul true, my boots smell like barbecue

Mac Mall, B-Daz, Razel, fuse they know me

Freckles on my mother, love to chug a 40 O Zee

One to the face then I’m faded like a high top

You thinkin I will quit, but now I’m drunk, and thinkin why stop?

David is down, so I turn to my constevido

Say what up Mac Mall?

Diggin all the vibes, but that’s how my mind is blowed out

Coliseums do it, but Money has never showed up

Plus I’m feelin hornier then traffic jams

We bust begin to bubble in my brain

Shame I can’t hack ya down

So I do what any ninja does

Call up brenda, to benda, and benda and benda and benda

Pretenda, senda, Linda, two friendsa, mine help me hold up all friends

Out the winda

Remember I’m the small fry who never soaks in ketchup

Fuse refuses to lose, so we won’t say lets up

Let the rap stand up, to other brothers, who ran with some other brothers

Other dudes, golly gee, damn nerve

Pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

Heyyy everyyyyyybodyyyy

Pass the 40

We came here to party

Pass the 40, pass pass the 40

I said shake it

I said, I said, I said

Get wet

One time

For your mind

One tier

Here we go now

I don’t stop

And you don’t stop

Hurra Hunurra

Haha, yeah

One tier

Big boy

Baby one time

I don’t, don’t

One time

I said shake

You don’t stop

I don’t stop

We shake it don’t we?

One time blow your mind

With the disco rhymes

Pass the 40