My favourite songs :D

Pass out - Tinie Tempah FT Labrinth

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 f*cking 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 some in my aunt's house

Disturbing London, baby 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 f*ckin' 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