The Beatnuts - 40 oz lyrics

[Psycho Les] Coming straight out the forest, rapping sh** 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 a** 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 a** I'm a bust that a** yo, I'm a bust that a** If your a** don't step on the gas All the fellas in the house if you're puffing on an ounce And your a** gets thirsty (Crack the forty ounce!) All the ladies in the house if you're hot and if you bounce And your a** get thirsty... (Repeat 2x) [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 bu*ter 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 bu*t of my Glock co*k back, oh sh**, 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 a** gets thirsty (Crack the forty ounce!) All the ladies in the house if you're hot and if you bounce And your a** get thirsty... (Repeat 2x)