Artist: Raw Fusion f/ Pee Wee, 2Pac, Saafir, Stretch, Mac Mall, D The Poet 151, Bulldog Album: Hollywood Records Compilation Song: Pass the 40 Typed by: westbingmanson@gmail.com [Intro] 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 [Verse 1: Money B] 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? [Verse 2: Pee Wee] 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 niggaz are hard like lead, then its time to go Nigga take the 40 yo [Verse 3: 2Pac] 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, niggaz 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 4: Saafir] 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 [Verse 5: Stretch] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 6: Mac Mall] 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 niggaz 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 7: D The Poet 151] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 8: Bulldog] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 9: Money B] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Outro] 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