Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get That Dough, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song 500 Degreez, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
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, Wooo |
| (Get that dough) |
| Let’s pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro |
| I pull up slow, chrome flashin |
| Lil daddy in a long Cabbi |
| Big hat pimp strong daddy |
| Got my hoes on my arm daddy |
| Ain’t that amazing, specially when I’m blazin that dro |
| Earthly green, purple weed, purple V |
| With purple seats, murck the streets |
| And I see ya in that Gucci skirt ya sweet |
| But later on I wanna 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, 19 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, Wooo |
| (Get that dough) |
| Let’s pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro |
| Floss our bitch, or get tossed out |
| Stunna time criss-crossed out |
| Birdman the bad bitches bossed out |
| So fly nigga we dont walk out |
| Time to get Nina Rossed out |
| I’mma let the heat speak, see I’m talked out |
| What’s the muthafuckin talk bout |
| Get you niggas chalked out |
| Chi-town and Birdman show you what that fuckin hawk bout |
| 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, I shine ya up |
| And put the rims on the whip then diamonded 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 shinin, known big tymin |
| Red Caddi truck, nigga I’m grindin |
| (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, Wooo |
| (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’mma 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 |
| Matchin the car, matchin my bra, shit nigga pimpin is hard |
| I jock that, so wipe a nigga down |
| Let’s dribble on a ho, bitch time to go |
| The Caddi 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, then 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, Wooo! |
| (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, Wooo |
| (Get that dough) |
| Let’s pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro |