Lil Wayne, Tateeze, Baby & Cristal – Get That Dough (feat. B

Lil Wayne, Tateeze, Baby & Cristal – Get That Dough (feat. Baby, Tateeze & Cristale) Lyrics

Get That Dough

Lil Wayne, Tateeze, Baby & Cristal (feat. Baby, Tateeze & Cristale)

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"Get That Dough." - Lil Wayne, Tateeze, Baby & Cristal (feat. Baby, Tateeze & Cristale)

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 09:17 am

Album: 500 Degreez

Track No: 19

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 little 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 little dro
I pull up slow, chrome flashing
Little 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 blazing that dro
Earthly green, purple weed, purple V
With purple seats, murk the streets
And I see ya in that Gucci skirt ya sweet
But later on I wanna hurt ya so holler 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 little 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 little dro
Floss our bitch, or get tossed out
Stunner time criss-crossed out
Birdman the bad bitches bossed out
So fly **** 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 **** chalked out
Chi-town and Birdman show you what that fucking hawk 'bout
You can shine like stunner (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 diamond-ed 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 tyming
Red Caddi truck, ****, 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 little 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 little 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 (yo)
Got the suit, you to wear some pumps on
Matching the car, matching my bra
Shit, ****, pimping is hard
I jock that, so wipe a **** 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 (uh-huh)
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 little 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 little dro

Writer(s): Cristale (USA), Strings (Rap), Jazze Pha, P. Alexander, Lil Wayne, Birdman.

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