Pass Out
It's okayI'm goodLet's go
Yeah (yeah), we bring the stars outWe bring the women and the cars and the cards outLet's have a toast a celebration get a glass outAnd we can do this until we pass out
(So) let it rainLet it pour awayWe won't come downUntil we hit the ground and pass out
Yeah, yeah, I'm in charge nowI'm a star and I bought my fucking cast outI live a very, very, very wild lifestyleHeidi and Audrina eat your heart outI used to listen to "You don't wanna bring arms house"I got so many clothes I keep 'em in my aunt's houseDisturbing London, bab,y we about to branch outSoon I'll be the king like Prince Charles' child, yeah
Yeah, yeah, and there ain't nobody fresherSemester to semester, ravin' with the freshersTwenty lightbulbs around my table and my dresserCLC Kompressor, just in case that don't impress herSay hello to Dexter, say hello to Uncle FesterGot them gazing at my necklace and my crazy sun protectorsG Shocks, I got a crazy Don collectionHaters, I can't fuckin' hear your reception
Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars outWe bring the women and the cars and the cards outLet's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass outAnd we can do this until we pass out
(So) let it rainLet it pour awayWe won't come downUntil we hit the ground and pass out
Yeah, they say hello, they say hola, and they say bonjourI'm pissed I never got to fly on a concordI been South Hampton but I've never been to ScunthorpeI'm fucking crazy with the kicks, call me Jean Claude
About to be a bigger star than my mum thought'Cause every day I got a groupie at my front doorNow I drive past the bus I used to run forWhere's my fucking clap, where's my encore?
I walk alone 'cause I was born aloneI chirpse her just for fun, I never ever call her phoneI leave her in the club, I never ever walk her homeD, you're the fucking foundation, I'm the cornerstoneI'm born famous, I'm sorta knownIf you son doesn't, I bet your daughter knowsCheck out my visual, check out my audioExtraordinary, yo, hope you enjoyed the show
Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars outWe bring the women and the cars and the cards outLet's have a toast, a celebration, get a glass outAnd we can do this until we pass out
(So) let it rainLet it pour awayWe won't come downUntil we hit the ground and pass out
Whoa, whoa
Uh, look at me, I been a cheeky bastard, man, I'mLook at all the drama started, now I'mIn here laying on my backSaying, "DJ, won't you gimme one more track?"
I'll apologize for tonight, tomorrow morning
(So) let it rainLet it pour awayWe won't come downUntil we hit the ground and pass out
(So) let it rainLet it pour awayWe won't come downUntil we hit the ground and pass out
Pass out