Pass The Courvoisier by Busta Rhymes

Today, let’s discover Busta Rhymes and his legendary jam: “Pass The Courvoisier” parts I, and part II.

These tracks aren’t just music: it’s a whole vibe, a straight-up masterpiece that’s gonna make you wanna move and groove like there’s no tomorrow!
You’re chillin’ with your crew, and someone drops that beat. Busta’s flow hits you like a smooth shot of Courvoisier, warming you up from the inside out.

It’s a timeless classic that will keep the good times rolling, the perfect mix: Busta, P. Diddy, Pharrell, and Courvoisier.
Cheers to that, my friends!

# Pass The Courvoisier song

# Pass The Courvoisier Part I

# Pass The Courvoisier Part II

# The History behind song

Pass the Courvoisier are groovy tracks by Busta Rhymes, featuring the legendary P. Diddy on part I and II, and the genius Pharrell Williams on part II.

This musical masterpiece dropped as the fourth and final single from Busta’s fifth studio album, Genesis, on February 12, 2002, under Flipmode Entertainment and J Records.

This song takes the party to a new level with its infectious beats and catchy lyrics. Busta’s signature flow, combined with P. Diddy’s unmistakable presence and Pharrell’s silky vocals, creates an unforgettable synergy.

These tracks feature a whopping 16 credited writers, including Busta, Diddy, The Neptunes, and the original composers of the sampled material. A true collaboration of creative forces, like Snoop & Kokane on Hennesey N Buddha!
The samples and re-sung elements are :

• “Shake Ya Ass”, written by Michael Tyler, Pharrell Williams, and Chad Hugo.
• “Easy Come, Easy Go”, written by Sandy Linzer and Denny Randell.
• “Rapper’s Delight”, written by Bernard Edwards and Nile Rodgers.
• “Scenario”, written by James Jackson, Trevor Smith, Bryan Higgins, Kamaal Farreed, Ali Shaheed Muhammad, and Malik Taylor.

Busta’s lyrics? They’re pure fire, a lyrical wizard casting spells that make you nod and sing along like you’re part of the rhyme. He’s got that swagger, that charisma that’s gonna have you feeling like a boss wherever you are.

And let’s remember the beat produced by The Neptunes: It’s got that funky groove that’ll have your feet tappin’ and your body movin’ to the rhythm.

Don’t forget the video clip is such a masterpiece: This video, totally vibing off that Harlem Nights and Rush Hour 2 swag, had some dope guest appearances, man. We’re talkin’ Mr. T, Spliff Star, Mo’Nique, Kym Whitley, and my man Jamie Foxx all up in the mix! The vibes were off the charts, and it was undoubtedly pure entertainment! 🌟🎥💥

# “Pass The Courvoisier Part I” lyrics

[Intro: Busta Rhymes + Diddy]
Oh, yeah!
I like this
We bust this
Feed ’em some more
Ladies and gentlemen;
It’s star time!
(Let’s do it, do it, do it)
The time you’ve all been waitin’ for!
This is a Bad Boy-Flipmode collaboration!
Ha! Ha ha ha!
Come on

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes + Diddy]
Shake ya ass (Come on)
Watch yourself (Okay)
I’m the man (Let’s go)
And no one else (Come on)
Rawr, rawr!—like a dungeon dragon
Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin’
I said I’m sick with the flow, stick a dick in ya ho
Make them shut down the club, we threw a brick at the door
Shit, I’m the number man, hot, like Summer Jam
Slick like Fonzarelli, and Rich like Cunningham
I stretch ’em like rubber bands
I make ’em say—
Oh, shit, the bitch got up and left with another man
(Say what!?)
What is you talkin’ ’bout?
There’s nothin’ to talk about (See?)
You just a walk-about
I light a long L, just blowin’ the smoke about
See, we serious with it, there ain’t nothin to joke about
And while I scope it out, I love the way you bounce (Come on)
Shake ya shit, tuck in ya ass, and poke it out (Come on)

[Hook]
Give me the Henny, you can give me the Crissy
You can pass me the Remi, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me the ass, you can give me the dough
You can give me ‘dro, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some money, you can give me some cars
When you give me ya bitch make sure you—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs
You can give me whatever, just—
(Pass the Courvoisier)

[Verse 2]
We got these hoes lovin’ it
They gettin’ familiar man, they screamin’ out my government (Sean John)
I like them in twins like Doublemint (Don Juan)
We be bangin’ all types of chicks from here to (Hong Kong)
The best dressed bitches actin’ all cute to my shit
And get the wlyin out they actin like a boot to my shit
Sorta go a distance from yours, we holdin Jewish money now
Down to the credit card different from yours
It’s the law for me to get in ya drawers, I run the city, of course! They call me Mr. Diddy, the boss
You know me, the only G to willy a Porshe
We get dough in all land the size of Philly, of course
Can imagine the price that my jewlery really would cost
We go to clubs with a briefcase and a half milli to floss (Damn)
Fuck around and you can really get tossed
Ken Griffey flow, call me Alaska ’cause I be the king of the frost
What you can do is—

[Hook]
Give me the Henny, you can give me the Crissy
You can pass me the Remi, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me the ass, you can give me the dough
You can give me ‘dro, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some money, you can give me some cars
When you give me ya bitch make sure you—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs
You can give me whatever, just—
(Pass the Courvoisier)

[Verse 3]
Five thousand boomin’ watts
I got a thousand karats all over my watch
Travel lighty, flow back easy
Back with the Bus-a-Bus and the P. Diddy
We stay livin at the top of the charts
The shit we be spittin’ be state of the art
We rockin’ ya block shit, wildin’ like rock shit
Strapped with the gun and the street corner hot shit
Now we sittin’ in the drop top—pretty
Knock, knock; who is he?
—Bus-a-Bus, I put it down in this, I get busy
(Ahem, excuse me Bus-a-Bus)
We controllin’ the city, if you ain’t know, and—
By the way, my name is Puff
Yo, it ain’t my fault ya dame corrupt
We went from Henny, to Remi, to Moe, to Belve, to—
The game is us
We gettin’ money, muh’fucker, in the game we trust
Everytime we put it down, reppin’ the name is a must
(Flipmode!)

[Hook]
Give me the Henny, you can give me the Crissy
You can pass me the Remi, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me the ass, you can give me the dough
You can give me ‘dro, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some money, you can give me some cars
When you give me ya bitch make sure you—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs
You can give me whatever, just—
(Pass the Courvoisier)

Come on
Give me the Henny, you can give me the Crissy
You can pass me the Remi, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me the ass, you can give me the dough
You can give me ‘dro, but—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some money, you can give me some cars
When you give me ya bitch make sure you—
(Pass the Courvoisier)
Give me some shit, you can give me the cribs
You can give me whatever, just—
(Pass the Courvoisier)

[Outro: P. Diddy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, just pass the Courvoisier
Yeah, pass me that Louie, that motherfuckin’, that, that iron groove
Nineteen vintage motherfuckin’ medieval
Ow, bitch, yeah, just pass the courvoisier
That, that shit make, that dark shit just me, make me wanna fuck
Straight up, I just need to know
Just make a nigga dick hard as—
(Mumbles)

# “Pass The Courvoisier Part II” lyrics

[Intro: Busta Rhymes & P. Diddy]
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Haha)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Yeah)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (C’mon)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Yeah)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Yeah)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Let’s go)
Don’t this hit make a nigga wanna

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes & P. Diddy]
Act a fool, you better watch out
Hot shit be bringin the’ cops out
Street niggas is ringin’ them shots out
Short circuit and blacken the blocks out
Now open up the garage and pull the drops out
Rockin the fur coat bringin’ the blue fox out
Diamonds light up the block, runnin’ the blue rocks out
Wildin’ ’til all of my crew knocks out
Get yo’ ass up on the floor
Huh, throw ya hands if you wan’t some more
Baby, wiggle your crotch out, huh
And peep the way we be blowin’ them spots out
C’mon, look how we got ’em ready to act out
Girl, I’m ready to give it twistin’ your back out
Drink ‘yack ’til a nigga fallin’ out
Flat on his back now watch a nigga crawlin’ out, talk to me

[Chorus: Pharell & Busta Rhymes]
I said Busta (Wassup son?)
You leave them girls rollin’ and it look like (C’mon)
They asses is swollen (And they ass gettin big now)
But if your man babysittin’ (uh-huh) then what you gon’ say?
(What we gon’ tell ’em man?)
We gon’ tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier)
We gon’ tell that brotha (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now (Pass the Courvoisier)

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes & P. Diddy]
Girl, you need to shake it off
Too much hair on your cho-cha, shave it off
C’mon, jump smack yo’ ass and break it off
And if it’s too hot for y’all? You need to take it off
In case you ain’t knowin’ niggas we on a roll now
Diddy, like we done stumbled on a pot of gold now, c’mon
Food spillin’ all out of the bowl now, huh
Money thick, get harder to fold now, c’mon
Ladies tell me if you’re feelin (Alright)
And are you sure that you up for doin it (All night)
I like this
Listen, before you ass bet, nigga
We wreck shit and we ain’t even blacked yet
Niggas all around and police rapidly shut down the block
And the club ain’t even packed yet, c’mon
Nuff drinkin at the bar hold it down wildin’ out ’til the club is closed down, talk to me

[Chorus: Pharell & Busta Rhymes]
I said Busta (Wassup son?)
You leave them girls rollin’ and it look like (C’mon)
They asses is swollen (And they ass gettin big now)
But if your man babysittin’ (uh-huh) then what you gon’ say?
(What we gon’ tell ’em man?)
We gon’ tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier)
We gon’ tell that brotha (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now (Pass the Courvoisier)

[Bridge: Busta Rhymes & P. Diddy]
(Jump, jump)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (C’mon)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Yeah)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (C’mon)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Yeah)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (C’mon)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (Yeah)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Jump, jump) (C’mon)
Don’t this shit make a nigga wanna (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes & P. Diddy]
Rob a bank my nigga, cash rule
Bust it, let’s get this money and act like a damn fool
Fuck it, act stupid and jump in the damn pool, huh
Bone bitches and me and they man’s cool
C’mon, shit I’m sayin’, just put your bank up, nigga
Put me and Diddy together you bankrupt, c’mon
Fly niggas, we full of finesse y’all, yeah
Me and my niggas is fittin’ to bless y’all – c’mon
Don’t talk about it, be about it (Shut up)
Live niggas come and be around it (What up?)
C’mon, rep to the fullest now, huh
These niggas ain’t knowin’ how we gon’ put it down, c’mon
Cock, aim and shoot to spray it down
Steamrollin’ you niggas and lay it down
Niggas frontin’ with they thug image but we pay them no mind
Now drink until the bottle finished, talk to me

[Chorus: Pharell & Busta Rhymes]
I said Busta (Wassup son?)
You leave them girls rollin’ and it look like (C’mon)
They asses is swollen (And they ass gettin big now)
But if your man babysittin’ (uh-huh) then what you gon’ say?
(What we gon’ tell ’em man?)
We gon’ tell that nigga (Pass the Courvoisier)
We gon’ tell that brotha (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now (Pass the Courvoisier)
Everybody sing it now (Pass the Courvoisier)

# “Pass The Courvoisier” lyrics sense

These tracks are like the VIP ticket to the party of the year, where luxury and excess are the name of the game.

In “Pass the Courvoisier Part I“, Busta Rhymes and Diddy live large, making it rain with their lavish lifestyles. They’re all about indulging in the finest booze and flaunting their riches like bosses.
The verses? Well, they ain’t holding back – they’re spitting fire about sex, crime, and strutting their stuff to show they’re in control.

But hold up, make sure to catch the main message! It’s in the catchy chorus – if you wanna impress these hip-hop heavyweights, you better come bearing expensive gifts or an invite to the most remarkable social circles. In their world, success means power, wealth, and influence, and they’re ready to snatch up whatever they desire.

“Pass the Courvoisier Part II” takes that party vibe up. Busta, Diddy, and Pharrell are hitting the club, sippin’ on Courvoisier like water, and dancing the night away. It’s all about living large with your crew, popping bottles, and celebrating success. The lyrics are about flexing their wealth, from fur coats to diamonds and high-end rides.

With its infectious beat and sing-along chorus, this track is a must-have on your party playlist; it captures that feeling of a wild night with friends, embracing success, and just living life to the max.

So, next time you wanna turn up the party, don’t forget to “Pass the Courvoisier” and a bottle of Courvoiser XO cognac.

# Commercial and media benefits for Courvoisier

Courvoisier, the upscale French cognac brand, never paid for its mentions in this rap song.

The impact of this exposure was undeniable. Courvoisier‘s sales soared by a remarkable 20% after the song’s release. Diddy and Busta Rhymes, revered as “key influencers,” inadvertently became brand ambassadors, influencing others to embrace the spirit.

Barbara Jackson, the company’s vice president of marketing, expressed her enthusiasm, emphasizing the authenticity of this organic recognition.

However, there was no official partnership, Courvoisier celebrates its newfound prominence by sponsoring lavish parties following Busta’s concerts, showcasing their support of the hip-hop culture.