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Pass Dat Sh*t - Three 6 Mafia/Lil Wyte/Frayser Boy Why you sittin' there babysitting Conversation with the w**d Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Man you f**kin' the rotation up Just pass the sh*t to me Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t It's puff puff pass The rules they still the same You need to pass the w**d dogg You holdin' up the train Done held the blunt so long It's gettin' kind a small The next blunt that gets rolled Bruh you won't hit it at all Ain't put a dime on sh*t Nothin' but lips and finger-tips Dogg contribute to the session mango Or you gon' have to dip And go get in you whip And lead y'all somewhere else Should a smashed behind you partner brush He already left Yeah I smoke w**d That good-good d**e But I hate when niggas be Babysittin' that d**e Yeah I drink you purple And rolled up sweets Take me two puffs Then I pass that w**d But remember we on purple So we fall to f**kin' sleep So I yelled at my ni**a "Pass me that green" Don't make me put my foot in you A** knee-deep Just do what the song say ni**a Pass that w**d Why you sittin' there babysittin' Conversation with the w**d
Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Man you f**kin' the rotation up Just pass the sh*t to me Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Why you rest havin' the blunt When I put half up on them trees Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t I see you one of them niggas That be trying a smoke for free Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t
I can smell it in the air But where the hell's it comin' from Need it badly can I hit your blunt Or simply take a 'gun Simply buy's me up the hash And crumble purple-kushy yum Bubble-gum or honey yum F**k all that man I want me some Put the torchy on the d**e Just let me sit and have a smoke Auto-matic 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 brotha come on over And hit some of yo greenery I'm gettin' tired of smokin' out Wit' traitors non-chiefers and conversators Constantly holdin' on to the w**d While I'm tryina get my vapors F**k some papers Cigarillos what I like to roll and choke Babysittin' motherf**ka keep on tokin' And get yo fingers broke Pass pass sh*t I know it's the last hit Lil why gon' be blasted Til' I'm hittin' my casket You a grown man wrong thang Tryina hog the d**e mang You wanna f**k wit' me without passin' Just stick to coc*ine b**ch Why you sittin' there babysittin' Conversatin' with the w**d Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Man you f**kin' the rotation up Just pass the sh*t to me Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Why you rest havin' the blunt When I put half up on them trees Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t I see you one of them niggas That be tryina smoke for free Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Chillin' wit' my ni**a "Get High" C-H-R-I S cause he always keep the best And we in the woods
And we wish a motherf**ka would Come through f**kin' off Cause we on that good Up all night this cain's up off with down
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 w**d And that red-bull and alcohol
That get chu hype or slow you doooowwwwnn It's like a speed-ball But I can't stand when a ni**a wanna roll it Then two times coughing and hold it Hurry up and pass it Before you get your a** kicked I got a ounce of w**d But' chu 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 Why you sittin' there babysittin' Conversation with the w**d
Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Man you f**kin' the rotation up Just pass the sh*t to me Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t Why you rest havin' the blunt When I put half up on them trees Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t I see you one of them niggas That be tryina smoke for free Pass pass sh*t Ni**a pass pass sh*t
