Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pass Out, artist - Tinie Tempah. Album song Pass Out, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.02.2010
Record label: Disturbing London, Parlophone
Song language: English
Pass Out |
| It’s okay |
| I’m good |
| Let’s go |
| Yeah (yeah), we bring the stars out |
| We bring the women and the cars and the cards out |
| Let’s have a toast a celebration get a glass out |
| And we can do this until we pass out |
| (So) let it rain |
| Let it pour away |
| We won’t come down |
| Until we hit the ground and pass out |
| Yeah, yeah, I’m in charge now |
| I’m a star and I bought my fucking cast out |
| I live a very, very, very wild lifestyle |
| Heidi and Audrina eat your heart out |
| I used to listen to «You don’t wanna bring arms house» |
| I got so many clothes I keep 'em in my aunt’s house |
| Disturbing London, bab, y we about to branch out |
| Soon I’ll be the king like Prince Charles' child, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, and there ain’t nobody fresher |
| Semester to semester, ravin' with the freshers |
| Twenty lightbulbs around my table and my dresser |
| CLC Kompressor, just in case that don’t impress her |
| Say hello to Dexter, say hello to Uncle Fester |
| Got them gazing at my necklace and my crazy sun protectors |
| G Shocks, I got a crazy Don collection |
| Haters, I can’t fuckin' hear your reception |
| Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out |
| We bring the women and the cars and the cards out |
| Let’s have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out |
| And we can do this until we pass out |
| (So) let it rain |
| Let it pour away |
| We won’t come down |
| Until we hit the ground and pass out |
| Yeah, they say hello, they say hola, and they say bonjour |
| I’m pissed I never got to fly on a concord |
| I been South Hampton but I’ve never been to Scunthorpe |
| I’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 door |
| Now I drive past the bus I used to run for |
| Where’s my fucking clap, where’s my encore? |
| I walk alone 'cause I was born alone |
| I chirpse her just for fun, I never ever call her phone |
| I leave her in the club, I never ever walk her home |
| D, you’re the fucking foundation, I’m the cornerstone |
| I’m born famous, I’m sorta known |
| If you son doesn’t, I bet your daughter knows |
| Check out my visual, check out my audio |
| Extraordinary, yo, hope you enjoyed the show |
| Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out |
| We bring the women and the cars and the cards out |
| Let’s have a toast, a celebration, get a glass out |
| And we can do this until we pass out |
| (So) let it rain |
| Let it pour away |
| We won’t come down |
| Until we hit the ground and pass out |
| Whoa, whoa |
| Uh, look at me, I been a cheeky bastard, man, I’m |
| Look at all the drama started, now I’m |
| In here laying on my back |
| Saying, «DJ, won’t you gimme one more track?» |
| I’ll apologize for tonight, tomorrow morning |
| (So) let it rain |
| Let it pour away |
| We won’t come down |
| Until we hit the ground and pass out |
| (So) let it rain |
| Let it pour away |
| We won’t come down |
| Until we hit the ground and pass out |
| Pass out |