PASS THAT ft. The Prophecy Lyrics

(what)

I'm in a muhfuckin'

(uh, uh)

What

I'm in a muhfuckin'

(uh, uh)

Let's go

Runnin' off of Xanny, pass that boy a water

I was off of Xanny, only reason I called her

She woke up went to Miami, that's the day you lost her

Treat her like a dog, bitch, buy her ass a collar

Baby, I'm far from a scholar

But your bitch callin' me doctor

Yeah, you be fuckin' with thot hoes

I just be fuckin' with models

She stuck her tongue out and I gave her a treat

When she finish, send her back to the streets

Send her back to the streets, send her back to the streets

Bitch, I be standin' on business

Came from rags to riches

I don't like niggas keepin' distance

Cause I'm from the trenches

I put that motherfuckin' shit on

Blew up so fast like I just spawned

Niggas, they bitches, they peons

Fell off one time, but I'm still on

Runnin' off of Xanny, pass that boy a water

I was off of Xanny, only reason I called her

She woke up went to Miami, that's the day you lost her

Treat her like a dog, bitch, buy her ass a collar

Commas on commas on commas

Don't pull up on me with no drama

Your girl gave me throat like a llama

I guess she got it from her mama

Blow up she call me Osama

Been locked up all through the summer

These motherfuckers dumb, dumb, and dumber

You thought she was yours, that's a bummer

My brother, she far from a lover

Drop that bitch off in a Hummer

(yeah, yeah)

Humvee, spilled a drink all on my white tee

Shawty, she got good hygiene

Take her to the back, exciting

Nutted on her smile, she smiley

Got a white bitch named Miley

And she always on Molly

And she call me she jolly

Shawty do a split on the dick like kick-flip

Nah, I don't wanna cuff, Ima doin' hit drill

Bitch I gotta go, but I leave ya ass a fit tip

(Bitch I gotta go, but I leave ya ass a fit tip)

Runnin' off of Xanny, pass that boy a water

I was off of Xanny, only reason I called her

She woke up went to Miami, that's the day you lost her

Treat her like a dog, bitch, buy her ass a collar

I'm in the game like a motherfuckin' quarterback

Stuck my thumb in her butt, yeah cause she into that

Cause she into that, yeah

Me and my brother pull up like the men in black

I fuck your bitch and we don't got no strings attached

I don't negotiate, no, I don't pity pat

How did she know that I'm textin' the bitches?

She said I always go with intuition

Yeah, yeah, intuition huh?

Baby, let me pay your tuition

Yeah, yeah, intermission, huh?

She pull up it's time for ignition

Yeah, yeah, if I miss you, huh?

Wish you could just see the vision

Yeah