Pass Out Lyrics - Singles - Tinne Tempah

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