The Beatnuts - 40 Oz lyrics

rate me

[Psycho Les]

Coming straight out the forest, rapping shit like a Brontosaurus

I lost him, I don't know where the hell my dinosaur is

Must be the weed, babe, I forget

Down a 40 on the set with my man Bobba Fett

Now it's 12 midnight and I'm looking for a victim...

Aiight, he stops at the red light

Two carjackers pull up on both sides

Raw, Bam pull open the door

Put my gun to his jaw, throw his ass to the floor

Or, sometimes these fools want to fight back

Bam, that's when I got to bust a freaking cap

Click, blow, out his temple

Don't think carjacking punks is simple

So when you see me coming, step on the gas

Punk, or I'm a bust that ass

I'm a bust that ass yo, I'm a bust that ass

If your ass don't step on the gas

All the fellas in the house if you're puffing on an ounce

And your ass gets thirsty (Crack the forty ounce!)

All the ladies in the house if you're hot and if you bounce

And your ass get thirsty... [x2]

[Fashion/Al Tariq]

The mack, fast cuts back, so what you say hops?

Drops the funky hits right in your party house

Can trick a cool fat cat just like (smack)

Freestyle's all that, got enough without a hat

Raw daog, whatever, she butter on my bag and hits

Clits with my dick like a black Jimmy Swaggart

I never boned a chick that I did make wonder

I never puffed a phil that could put me under

So light up and give me that good cheeba cheeba

I greet a senorita with a little mira, mira

Peace to Juan coming down your block

Knock boots in the shop with the butt of my glock

Cock back, oh shit, that demon got a hammer

Salmmer, don't make me have to bust that whole fam up

They call me Bruce because I freak it so that you know

I rock so hard brothers think I'm doing Judo

All the fellas in the house if you're puffing on an ounce

And your ass gets thirsty (Crack the forty ounce!)

All the ladies in the house if you're hot and if you bounce

And your ass get thirsty... [x2]