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Pass The Dutch

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money

2009

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

on the corner
(Right there on the corner)
Catch you right there on the stoop
(Right there on the stoop)
Tell me how you want to do it
Real Real Real Real Rite

I

If I call my brother, best believe that he gon' chop some
If you try to touch the paper, then he might just pop some
I been ballin' hard like I'm

My brother by side, we're facing and that's a preference
Behind me with the grip like the cover of Lethal Weapon
That's only if they're stepping

You's a motherfuckin' snitch
Better not let them niggas catch
They'll split your motherfuckin' wig, hey
Nigga, I'm in love with the money like Cooper

G-Unit, mothafucker, we ballin'
Catch me count cheese and when I'm callin', can you accept my call?
C.O. let me sip on Hennessey, "Can I sip some more?"

you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole

G Season

T.I.

Hustle Music, Vol. 18

gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by

accounts to a safe
Might go million estate
Bitch I'm Self made, Self Paid
I get infinite weight
Taking risk ain't afraid
Ballin out in L.A.
These is

I'm the shit, she forgot my name was Too
Come in that party with a blick, catch me dancin' with my tool
I'm totin' five years, but gotta take that risk,

flows on me
If they want smoke, keep a couple bows on me
Yeah them boys cool but I'm by my lonely
I might pour the mud we gon' sip and die slowly
I've

two flows on me
If they want smoke, keep a couple bows on me
Yeah, them boys cool, but I'm by my lonely
I might pour the mud, we gon' sip and die slowly

a believer
That I need a big trunk cause that ass a two-seater

See I'm that white rapper catch me on your speakers
Who raps about Latinas he's so thirsty get

Put in work, yeah, show me how you do, I'm comin' through
Keep on runnin' back, girl, you know I lick your moves
These other runways cappin', you

like I'm Stalin
I'll see you at the top and you will never catch me fallin'

I'll be catchin' you outside
I be ballin' with me crew
We be sippin' on some

nights time to stash the loot I'm headed home
This bitch she blowing the squad al qaeda
She fell in love with the flavor
Catch me a flight to pick up this

L's, learned my lesson, now a nigga tryna get paid
I was by myself, aint get no help, don't say that we made it
Glocky in the waistline, ballin' like

the matrix
Had to be by lonely 
Just to get back to basics 
Concentratin 
Patiently waitin 
Im just putting my brain thru trainin 
Treat the beat just like

walking by myself
In my mind everyday that shit a living hell
Even though you left me I’m still out here wishing you well
One day it’s gone catch up to you

that we will not jump him
Okay like, shoot at you, bow
Shit I got on me, like 500 thou
Pussy boy run up and you catch a foul
Not an owl but I hoot

used to think I was whack
Uh
Big safe
I'm back with a vengeance
I'm back with the stack
Won't catch me sleeping you know I don't lack
I don't wanna talk

(yeah)
Toss you like a fruit salad, strawberry grape you (yeah)
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature (yeah)
Addicted to the game like

Fireman

Lil Wayne

Crunk Hits, Vol. 2

2006

(yeah)
Toss you like a fruit salad, strawberry grape you (yeah)
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature (yeah)
Addicted to the game like

tribe
I'm just tryna ride my bike
You used to catch me out on the floor, playing sports, runnin' court
Crossing up your man and them
Reppin' the number