Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pass It Pass It , by - Snoop Dogg. Release date: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pass It Pass It |
| Pass it, pass it — get it girl |
| Pass it, pass it — get it girl |
| Please don’t be greedy! |
| nooo! |
| Pass it, pass it — get it girl |
| Breathe it in! |
| Now let go! |
| (La la la la la la la la la) |
| Breathe it in! |
| Now let go! |
| (La la la la la la la la la) |
| Roll up a fat one and pass it around |
| Lay back hypnotized by The Neptunes sound |
| My peoples always see me and they think I’m on point |
| So they roll me a blunt, or either pass me a joint |
| I’m the modern day Rick James, yeah that’s me |
| Anything less than the best is blasphemy |
| So ask for me — when you wanna get spliffted |
| I’m not Keith Murray but I’ll Get Ya Lifted |
| Terrific, cause this is just the linguistics |
| This shit’s cannibalistic, so I mixed it and twisted |
| With the berries and cherries, the high berries |
| The aura is horror, man this shit is so scary! |
| I took another hit and then my vision got blurry |
| I had to pass this shit in a motherfucking hurry |
| I’m looking at this chick, real thick, her name is Cheri |
| Big fat booty and her pootie was hairy, c’mon biatch! |
| Nick nack patty wack, give a Dogg a bone |
| Naw don’t gimme nothing but a handful of stones |
| Don’t stop! |
| I ain’t finised yet |
| You say you got the bomb? |
| You wanna make a bet? |
| it’s on! |
| I blew about three zones then took baby home |
| Nigga what?! |
| Motherfucker I’m grown |
| I have it how I want it, did it done it and stunted |
| Fronted a hundred to my nigga cause he want to get blunted |
| Ain’t nothing to it, but to do it so I did it cause I’m wit it |
| This is the Face Off, the one hitter quitter |
| It’ll lay you on your back fast, sweat start to trickle |
| Everything is moving like you on a tricycle |
| You caught up in the pickle but I get you out |
| I blow you a charge through your nose, not your mouth |
| Slow down! |
| ho damn! |
| you’re doing too much |
| You’re supposed to take two puffs then give the shit up, c’mon! |
| Yeah this is classic, fantastic, I’m blasted |
| I’ve been growing and blowing, niggas wonder how I lasted |
| Well, like Jesus I fasted, for 40 days and 40 nights |
| I got it all mastered |
| Now I need a hit of that, Neptune-ology |
| Gangsta philosophy, yep yep I gotta be |
| Real high, whenever writing my novelty |
| Because it adds to my celebrity |
| So I celebrated, teledated, innovated, dominated |
| Orchestrated, situated, petuated, reinstated |
| Then I created, you’re happy that I made it |
| Take another hit, young nigga get faded |
| We’re going all out, smoke till ya fall out |
| D-O double G House all in ya mouth |
| The West got the best, the East got the peace |
| I’m out and about with a blunt in my mouth, peace! |