Pass That Dutch (Remix) - Lyrics

Title: Pass That Dutch (Remix)
Artist: Missy Elliott
Composer(s): Kelvin Mercer, Thomas Allen, David Jolicoeur, Leroy Jordan, Vincent Mason, Tim Mosley, Howard Scott, Charles Miller, Lee Levitin, Lee Oskar, Missy Elliott, Gerald Goldstein, Harold Brown, Paul Huston, Morris Dickerson

Lyric:
Run for cover, cover, cover

Remix, Missy, pass to me
In the club without the Dutches
It ain't known to me, yeah
Fish food wrapped up in a peach
Greenery gonna slur your speech like you are

Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
(Yeah, it's the remix)

Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
(It's ya boy)
Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
(Young Buck in the mix, let's go)

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 Michael Jackson, hee, hee, hee

I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme splitter, call me re-run
Hey, hey, hey, I'm what's happening
(Yeah)

Now to get my drink, that's right
Shake your ass till it stink, that's right
Mr. Mo's on the beat, that's right
Put it down for the streets, that's right

Woo
Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
(Yeah, it's the remix)

Pass that Dutch, come on pass the Dutch baby
(It's the remix)
Shake, shake, shake your stuff baby

Woo
Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
Pass that Dutch, pass that Dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
Don't stop, get it till your clothes get wet
(Get it on and get crazy)

Number one, drums go bump, bump, bump
This beat here will make you hump, bump, jump
If you's a fat one put your clothes back on
Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
(Ah)
Oh my God, show 'em I'm large a capo