Lyrics Missy ‘Misdemeanor’ Elliott – Pass That Dutch
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Intro
Listen up everyone! we have been just informed
That there’s an unknown virus that’s attacking all clubs
Symptoms have been said to be — heavy breathing
So when you hear the sound — WHO-DI-WHOOOO!
Run for cover motherfucker
WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh!
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
Verse 1
Misdemeanor on the floor, pretty boy here I come
Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
I can take your man I don’t have to sex em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I’m a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y’all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
Hey hey hey, I’m what’s happ’nin
Hypnotic in my drink (that’s right!)
Shake ya ass till it stink (that’s right!)
Mr. Mos’ on the beat (that’s right!)
Put it down for the streets (that’s right!)
Chorus
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don’t stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
Verse 2
Number one — drums go bump, bump, bump
This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump
If you’s a fat one, put your clothes back on
Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
Oh my God, show em I’m large
Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
I am the bomb from New York to Milan
And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm’
(Woop woop!) Don’t touch my car alarm
Break in my car you will hear «Viper Armed»
I’ve been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
I’m live on stage, c’mon and give me some applause applause
«Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!»
Chorus
Interlude
Listen up motherfuckers, you have five seconds to catch your breath
Five — four — three — two — one alarm rings
Verse 3
Pop that, pop that, make that money
Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny
Shake that, shake that, move it all around
Spank that, yank that, dutch back now
Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice
Didn’t come to judge, I came to get ya moist
Scream — (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOO!) now my voice is lost
Can I get a ride on the white horse? horse neighing
Chorus
Outro
Pop that
Pass tha dutch baby!
Jiggle that fat
Album
Missy 'Misdemeanor' Elliott – This Is Not A Test
