Lil Wayne, Tateeze, Baby and Cristale - Get That Dough

Bitch, Bitch

(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, c'mon
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, woo
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro

I pull up slow, chrome flashing
Lil daddy in a long Cadi'
Big hat, pimp strong daddy
Got my hos on my arm daddy
Ain't that amazing, specially when I'm blazing that dro
Earthly green, purple weed, purple V
With purple seats, merck the streets
And I see ya in that Gucci skirt, ya sweet
But later on I want to hurt ya, so holla back ho
I know ya will, get ya ass over here
And take off my polar bear
I'm the coldest player of most my age
Quote my age, nineteen, but my money's much old
And shorty got crazy paper
Cash Money's my army, my navy paper
Understand, Weezy is made of paper
I got "Baby" paper

(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, c'mon
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, woo
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro

Floss our bitch, or get tossed out
Stunner time criss-crossed out
Birdman the bad bitches bossed out
So fly nigga we don't walk out
Time to get Nina Rossed out
I'ma let the heat speak, see I'm talked out
What's the motherfucking talk 'bout
Get you niggas chalked out
Chi-town and Birdman show you what that fucking hawk 'bout

So you can shine like stunna (Papi it's all gravy)
I bought the Rover for me, and bought the Benz for my ladies
See I wipe ya down, might shine ya up
And put the rims on the whip then diamond up
It's the m-uh-m-uh-man, that I hustle for grams
Me, Ta', and Cris' with a blunt in my hand
See I come through shining, known big tymin
Red Cadi truck, nigga I'm grinding

(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, c'mon
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, woo
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro

I come Harley D, black bike all chrome
Your queen is home, daddy tell 'em where they went from

See I'ma slide on through, then I stash the loot
Who washed the coupe, ma, look I know what to do

Got the suit you to wear some pumps on
Matching the car, matching my bra, shit nigga pimping is hard

I jock that, so wipe a nigga down
Let's dribble on a ho, bitch time to go

The Cadi' do me pop, the coupe is hot
The groupies flock, and case me out my Gucci socks
Yeah, we get that dough, Tatee' watch me drop these
You got me, can I get the car keys

See I wipe a bitch down, little dribble on a ho
And I touch her from her head, from her waist, to her toes
Pop up in the Lexus with the mink on the floor
Rocked out Nexus 2K bird ho, woo

(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, c'mon
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
(Get that dough)
Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a ho, woo
(Get that dough)
Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro

Written by:
B. Williams, D.P. Carter, P. Alexander

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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