Young Money - Pa** the Dutch lyrics
Lil Wayne 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 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 that 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 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 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** 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 a titty Would you... (Chorus x2) Short Dawg Pa** me the dutch with cha left hand I got the whole club nodding like the yes man I'm in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants She on a Jubilee call me the X-man Short Dawg Chilling with my posse Bout to call some ladies over Tell em this is YME so when you come you can't leave sober You would think she came with bu*tons by the way that I control her Put her on a tab now she rolling like a baby stroller I'm the freshest n***as seen Whippin in my jeans Shoot ya lights out I'm, like bredick with the beam Life a game of chess, and I'm headed for your queen Now my stomach and my thighs Wat her head is in between (eww) And she wetter than a stream, I drink medicine to lean Keep a cup in my hand like I'm begging for some cheese I fall off in the party Yeah I'm kinda tardy but if I hated triple 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 I'ma 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 x2) Gudda Gudda Okay tool on deck (deck) I'm new born fresh (fresh) I knock your friends down (down) And you going next (ha) Young money fly n***a all the b**hes after me Murder in the bed and you gon' be my next casualty Automatic stick, but I give it to her manually I'm giving dick all year round and you can get it annually Styrofoam feel With a strawberry fanta treat Leaning I'ma need a kick stand to stay on my feet Get out ma bidness like I kicked ya out my office I ain't worried about the price, I'm more concerned with offer Fresh to d**h like I got dressed in the coffin With a party in my pocket Blue and red dolphins I'm high as a motherf**er Let me do my thing b**h I'm doing me And your girl doing the same sh** I'm in the car getting head As I lane switch, Do-Double G I do my thang b**h Now you can... (Chorus) Drake Uhh, Ok I told you catch up Did you make a mill yet? I can't predict how many of em I can still get October own that's such a f**in' real set No tatts but the ink of 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 b**hes doin' 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 I'm 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 x2)