Young Money

Young Money - Pass The Dutch songtekst

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[Lil Wayne] 

Too many women, and not enough time 

Im a cool cat, but im on life nine. 

Pimping aint dead cause I be the life line 

And I don’t buy the bar cuz it don’t sell white wine 

Gon’ let that light shine 

ballin’ for a life time 

Smoking on a nice pine, Weezy baby flight flyin 

You can call him your husband 

Call me at night time 

And even though women change 

I will always like dimes 

And yeah im 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 Kiana 

cause she wilder than Nirvana 

and colder than your honor 

holla at your boy manana 

Maybach come wit a recliner 

run up on it and sh-t will get uglier than an iguana 

this is only a reminder it’s Young Money don’t forget it 

and im Weezy F baby you might find it on a titty 

would you . . . 



[Chorus - Short Dawg] 

Pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man 



Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man 



[Verse - Short Dawg] 

Chilling with my possi 

Bout to calls some ladies over 

Tell em this is YME so when you come you cant leave sober 

You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her 

Put her on a tab now she rolling like a baby stroller 

Im the freshest n-ggas seen 

Whippin in my jeans 

Shoot ya lights out im like bredick with the beam 

Life a game of chess, and im headed for your queen 



Now my stomach and my thighs 

Wat a head is in between (ew) 

And she wetter than a stream, I drink medicine to lean 

Keep a cup in my hand like im begging for some cheese 



I fall off in the party 

Yeah im kinda tardy but if I hated (?) riding on em like a Harley 

Look you call it getting married, I call it acting selfish 

my belt got G’s on it like a Packers helmet 

And imma hit it if you bring your girl around 

but the weed is like my collar cause I might just turn it down 

if you . . . 



[Chorus - Short Dawg] 

Pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man 



Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man 



[Gudda Gudda] 

Okay tool on deck (deck) 

Im new born fresh (fresh) 

I knock your friends down (down) 

And you going next (ha) 



Young money fly 

N-gga all the bitches after me 

Murder in the bed and you gonna be my next casualty 

Automatic stick, but I give it to her manually 

Im giving dick all year round and you can get it annually 



Styrofoam feel 

With a strawberry (?) 

Leaning ima need a kick stand to stay on my feet 

Get out ma bidness like I kicked ya out my office 

I aint worried about the price, im more concerned with offer 



Fresh to death like I got dressed in the coffin 

With a party in my pocket 

Blue and red dolphins 

Im high as a motherf-cker 

Let me do my thing bitch im doing me 

And your girl doing the same sh-t 



Im in the car getting head 

As I lane switch, Do-Double G I do my thang bitch 



[Chorus - Short Dawg] 

Pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man 



Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man 



[Drake] 

Uhh, Ok I told you catch up 

Did you make a mill yet? 

I cant predict how many of em I can still get 

October own that’s such a f-ckin real set 

No tatts but the ink of my money still wet. 



Life is such a beach, its sandy all around me 

I came here with young money man, that’s family all around me 

Im 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 so you got to squint to see 

I holla’d 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 im one of the illest 

That’s just off from first impression 

And my cards always accepting 

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 ill make an exception so just . . . 



[Chorus - Short Dawg] 

Pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man 



Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand 

I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man’ 

Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants 

She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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