Young Money, Drake, Gudda Gudda, Lil Wayne, Fre$h - Pass the Dutch lyrics
Drake [Aubrey Graham] Toronto, Ontario, Canada/U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Young Money, Drake, Gudda Gudda, Lil Wayne, Fre$h - Pass the Dutch lyrics]
Ugh! Too many women and not enough time
I'm a cool cat, but I'm on Life Nine
Pimping ain't dead 'cause I be the lifeline
And I don't buy the bar 'cause
It don't sell white wine
Go on, let that light shine
Balling for a lifetime
Smoking on that nice pine
Weezy baby flight-flying
You can call him your husband
Call me at nighttime
And even though women change
I will always like dimes
And yeah, I'm quite fine
But shawty much finer
And I just get behind her and
Smack it like E honda
And please don't hate on me when
You see me with Keyana
'Cause she wilder than Nirvana and
Colder than your honor
Holler at your boy mañana
Maybach come with a recliner
Run up on it and shit will
Get uglier than an iguana
This is only a reminder
It's Young Money don't forget it
And I'm Weezy F baby
You might find it on her titty would you
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants (Ugh)
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man
(Look)
Chilling with my posse
'bout to call some ladies over (Uh, huh)
Tell them this is YME, so when you come
You can't leave sober (Right)
You would think she came with buttons by
The way that I control her (That's right)
Put her on a tab
Now she rolling like a baby stroller (Ah)
I’m the freshest niggas seen
(Seen) , weapon in my jeans (Jeans)
Shoot your lights out
I’m like Redick with the beam (Beam)
Life's a game of chess
And I'm heading for your queen (Uh, huh)
Not my stomach and my thighs
But her head is in between (Eww)
She wetter than a stream
(yeah) , I drink medicine to lean (Sipping)
Keep a cup in my hand like
I'm begging for some cheese (Haha)
I fall off in the party
(Ugh) , yeah, I'm kinda tardy (I know)
But if a hater trip
We ride on him like a Harley
Look, you call it "getting married
" I call it "acting selfish" (Suckers)
My belt got G's on it like a Packers helmet
And I'ma hit it if you bring your girl around
(I promise) but the weed is like my collar
(Why?)
'cause I might just turn it down if you
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants
(Ugh, Gudda)
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man
Okay, tool on deck
(Deck) , I'm newborn fresh (Fresh)
I knock your friends down
(Down) , and you going next (Ha)
Young Young Money, fly nigga
All the bitches after me (Chyeah)
Murder in the bed
And you gon' be my next casualty (Ha)
Automatic stick
But I give it to her manually
I'm giving dick out year-round
And you can get it annually
Styrofoam filled with a
Strawberry Fanta treat
Leaning I'ma need a kickstand to
Stay on my feet get out my business
Like I kicks you out my office
I ain't worried 'bout the price I'm
More concerned with the offer
Fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
With a party in my pocket
Blue and red dolphins
I'm high as a motherfucker, let
Me do my thing, bitch
I'm doing me
And your girl doing the same shit
I'm in the car, getting head as I lane-switch
D Double G: I do my thing, bitch! Now
You could
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man
Ugh, 'kay, I told you
"Catch up" did you make a mil' yet?
I can't predict how many of
Them I can still get
October's Own is such a fucking real set
No tats, but the ink on my money still wet
Life is such a beach it's sandy all around me
I came here with Young Money, man
That's family all around me
I'm in my living room
And I got Grammys all around me
And famous bitches doing nose
Candy all around me welcome to the life
The life that's meant for me
My Bentley has a tint
And so you got to squint to see
I hollered at your girl that's
When she went with me
But please don't blame yourself
'cause it just wasn't meant to be
They say I'm one of the illest
That's just off a first impression
And my cards always accepted
I don't deal well with rejection
I look in the dictionary and
Don't see the word "recession"
I don't smoke in public, but
Tonight, I'll make an exception, so just
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man
I'm a cool cat, but I'm on Life Nine
Pimping ain't dead 'cause I be the lifeline
And I don't buy the bar 'cause
It don't sell white wine
Go on, let that light shine
Balling for a lifetime
Smoking on that nice pine
Weezy baby flight-flying
You can call him your husband
Call me at nighttime
And even though women change
I will always like dimes
And yeah, I'm quite fine
But shawty much finer
And I just get behind her and
Smack it like E honda
And please don't hate on me when
You see me with Keyana
'Cause she wilder than Nirvana and
Colder than your honor
Holler at your boy mañana
Maybach come with a recliner
Run up on it and shit will
Get uglier than an iguana
This is only a reminder
It's Young Money don't forget it
And I'm Weezy F baby
You might find it on her titty would you
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants (Ugh)
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man
(Look)
Chilling with my posse
'bout to call some ladies over (Uh, huh)
Tell them this is YME, so when you come
You can't leave sober (Right)
You would think she came with buttons by
The way that I control her (That's right)
Put her on a tab
Now she rolling like a baby stroller (Ah)
I’m the freshest niggas seen
(Seen) , weapon in my jeans (Jeans)
Shoot your lights out
I’m like Redick with the beam (Beam)
Life's a game of chess
And I'm heading for your queen (Uh, huh)
Not my stomach and my thighs
But her head is in between (Eww)
She wetter than a stream
(yeah) , I drink medicine to lean (Sipping)
Keep a cup in my hand like
I'm begging for some cheese (Haha)
I fall off in the party
(Ugh) , yeah, I'm kinda tardy (I know)
But if a hater trip
We ride on him like a Harley
Look, you call it "getting married
" I call it "acting selfish" (Suckers)
My belt got G's on it like a Packers helmet
And I'ma hit it if you bring your girl around
(I promise) but the weed is like my collar
(Why?)
'cause I might just turn it down if you
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants
(Ugh, Gudda)
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man
Okay, tool on deck
(Deck) , I'm newborn fresh (Fresh)
I knock your friends down
(Down) , and you going next (Ha)
Young Young Money, fly nigga
All the bitches after me (Chyeah)
Murder in the bed
And you gon' be my next casualty (Ha)
Automatic stick
But I give it to her manually
I'm giving dick out year-round
And you can get it annually
Styrofoam filled with a
Strawberry Fanta treat
Leaning I'ma need a kickstand to
Stay on my feet get out my business
Like I kicks you out my office
I ain't worried 'bout the price I'm
More concerned with the offer
Fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
With a party in my pocket
Blue and red dolphins
I'm high as a motherfucker, let
Me do my thing, bitch
I'm doing me
And your girl doing the same shit
I'm in the car, getting head as I lane-switch
D Double G: I do my thing, bitch! Now
You could
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man
Ugh, 'kay, I told you
"Catch up" did you make a mil' yet?
I can't predict how many of
Them I can still get
October's Own is such a fucking real set
No tats, but the ink on my money still wet
Life is such a beach it's sandy all around me
I came here with Young Money, man
That's family all around me
I'm in my living room
And I got Grammys all around me
And famous bitches doing nose
Candy all around me welcome to the life
The life that's meant for me
My Bentley has a tint
And so you got to squint to see
I hollered at your girl that's
When she went with me
But please don't blame yourself
'cause it just wasn't meant to be
They say I'm one of the illest
That's just off a first impression
And my cards always accepted
I don't deal well with rejection
I look in the dictionary and
Don't see the word "recession"
I don't smoke in public, but
Tonight, I'll make an exception, so just
Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me the ex man
P P Pass me the dutchie with your left hand
I got the whole club nodding like a yes man
I'm in my Polo tee, Gu Gucci sweatpants
She on that jubilee, call me that ex man