Hookah Songtext
von Tyga feat. Young Thug

Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby just pass me the hookah

Tearin′ up the place
I'm a rich nigga got Chanel on my waist
Run up on me playin′ I'ma aim it at ya face
And that go for anybody, anyway, ayy
I'm a rich blood by the way
And I′m havin′ swag, Rollie old like a tape
Fish scale, yeah, I got these bitches on the bait
Don't wanna talk, man I said I need some space


Woop, woop, woop, my new car geeked up
I just paid a cop, now I′m runnin' out of court
Panoramic top, I′ma put it on the rocks
Crawl, walk and hop, got all these bitches shocked, ayy
Stone molly whiter than my socks
I don't wanna talk if it ain′t 'bout guap
Clone a young nigga and still flop
I buy pints by the 2 no Pac

Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby just pass me the hookah

Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah

Rubbin' on my chain blowin′ cloudmatic
Smoke somethin′ with a G and bend that ass backwards
Lay back relax and talk mathematics
Later on we test a little sex practice
Write my name on the wall
Money in the mattress bet she wanna get involved
She hopped on the blunt said, where the hookah y'all?


I tell her pass back if the shit too strong
It′s all set, Mozart art on the block, so wet
I got her where I want her and I ain't done yet
Looking at your future baby put down the cigarette
Come hop on this kush jet and take flight
Tell them bitches, mmm fuck that
You with Aladdin, bet I got a magic carpet for that ass, yes

I′m also on one, got two Olsen's on me
Big homie, Young Thugger Thugger rolling
Rolls Royce so shorty

Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby just pass me the hookah

Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah

Ben Frank baddies in the Benz waggin′
You know she want a ride home hop on the band wagon
I got the chain saggy, you know that life lavish
Lifestyles like this gon' need magnums
Pass baby, welcome to rich class baby
You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine
Audemars on lean, cars on sheen
You white girl but black girl ghetto fly ting

It's verified, they ain′t on your sea level
Watered eyes, don′t cry, inhale and breath regular
My baby on it, high at the crack of dawn and
Body shape, figure 8 like Picasso draw ya

Oh yes, I'm winnin′, bling kingin', ring blingin′
Like, like for no reason
Let's get closer, closed in
Remove your clothes we close friends
Don′t get choked smoking OG Oakland
Shout out Oakland

Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby just pass me the hookah

Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah, ayy
Baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah

Yeah, haha
For all my bitches that smoke hookah