*featuring Baby, Cristale, Tateeze
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Biotch, Biotch
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[Chorus - Baby (Cristale)]
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(Get that dough)
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Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a hoe, C'mon
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(Get that dough)
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Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
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(Get that dough)
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Look wipe a bitch down, let's dribble on a hoe, Wooo
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(Get that dough)
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Let's pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro
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[Lil Wayne]
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I pull up slow, chrome flashin
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lil daddy in a long Cabbi
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Big hat pimp strong daddy
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Got my hoes on my arm daddy
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Ain't that amazing, specially when I'm blazin that dro
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earthly green, purple weed, purple V,
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with purple seats, murck the streets
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And I see ya in that Gucci skirt ya sweet
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But later on I wanna hurt ya so holla back hoe
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I know ya will, get ya ass over here
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And take off my polar bear
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I'm the coldest player of most my age
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Quote my age, 19 but my money's much old
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And shorty got crazy paper
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Cash Money's my army, my navy paper
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Understand, Weezy is made of paper
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I got "Baby" paper
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[Chorus]
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[Cristale]
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Floss our bitch, or get tossed out
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Stunna time criss-crossed out
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Birdman the bad bitches bossed out
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So fly nigga we dont walk out
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Time to get Nina Rossed out
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I'ma let the heat speak, see I'm talked out
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What's the muthafuckin talk bout
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Get you niggaz chalked out
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Chi-town and Birdman show you what that fuckin hawk bout
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[Baby]
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You can shine like stunna (Papi it's all gravy)
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I bought the Rover for me and bought the Benz for my ladies
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See I, wipe ya down, I shine ya up
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And put the rims on the whip then diamonded up
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It's the m-uh-m-uh-man, that I hustle for grams
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Me, Ta', and Cris' with a blunt in my hand
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See I come through shinin, known big tymin
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Red Caddi truck, nigga I'm grindin
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[Chorus]
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[Tateeze]
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I come Harley D, black bike all chrome
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Your queen is home, daddy tell 'em where they went from
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[Baby]
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See I'ma slide on through, then I stash the loot
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Who washed the coupe, ma look I know what to do
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[Tateeze]
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Got the suit you to wear some pumps on
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matchin the car, matchin my bra, shit nigga pimpin is hard
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[Baby]
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I jock that, so wipe a nigga down
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Let's dribble on a hoe, bitch time to go
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[Tateeze]
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The Caddi do me pop, the coupe is hot
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the groupies flock, and case me out my Gucci socks
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Yeah, we get that dough, Tatee' watch me drop these
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You got me, can I get the car keys
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[Baby]
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See I wipe a bitch down, then dribble on a hoe
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And I touch her from her head, from her waist, to her toes
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Pop up in the Lexus with the mink on the floor
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Rocked out Nexus 2K bird hoe, Wooo!
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[Chorus]
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Get That Dough
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| Lil' Wayne |
