Pass That Dutch
Missy Elliott Lyrics


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Listen up everyone! We have been just informed
That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
Symptoms have been said to be, heaving breathing
Wild dancing, coughing
So when you hear the sound, WHO-DI-WHOOOO!
Run for cover muthafucka.
WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! Oh, ooh!
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch

Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come
Pumps in the bunk make you want to hurt something
I can take your man I don't have to sex em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin
Hypnotic in my drink (that's right!)
Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!)
Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!)
Put it down for the streets (that's right!)

(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet

Number one, drums go bump, bump, bump
This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump
If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
Oh my God, show em I'm large
Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
I am the bomb from New York to Milan
And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
(Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm
Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed"
I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause
"Thank you! Oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"

(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet

Listen up muthafuckas, you have five seconds to catch your breath.
Five, four, three, two, one

Pop that, pop that, make that money
Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny
Shake that, shake that, move it all around
Spank that, yank that, dutch back now
Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice
Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist
Scream, (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOO!) now my voice is lost
Can I get a ride on the white horse?

(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet

Pop that




Pass the dutch baby!
Jiggle that fat

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Missy Elliott’s song Pass That Dutch serves as an introduction, announcing at the beginning of the song that there is an unknown virus that is attacking all of the clubs. The lyrics then urge people to run for cover when they hear the sound of the virus. The line “Pass that dutch” is then repeated through the song, with Missy Elliott rapping about her ability to take people’s men without even having to have sex with them. The lyrics also touch on other subjects such as alcohol, dancing, sexual liberation, and drug use. The overall theme of the song is about letting loose and having a good time, even if that means breaking free from traditional social norms.


Line by Line Meaning

Listen up everyone! We have been just informed That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs Symptoms have been said to be, heaving breathing Wild dancing, coughing So when you hear the sound, WHO-DI-WHOOOO! Run for cover muthafucka.
Attention everyone! We've received news of a virus affecting clubs. Symptoms of the virus include heavy breathing, wild dancing, and coughing. When you hear the sound 'WHO-DI-WHOOOO!', take cover immediately.


WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! Oh, ooh! Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh) Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
Excitement and pleasure is expressed, followed by a request to pass the drug known as 'dutch'.


Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come Pumps in the bunk make you want to hurt something I can take your man I don't have to sex em Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!) I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin Hypnotic in my drink (that's right!) Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!) Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!) Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
Missy Elliott is confident in her rap skills and persona. She has a commanding presence, and her words have a hypnotic effect on those who listen. She's unafraid to speak her mind, and won't be ignored or underestimated. Her style is unique, but still appeals to a broad audience.


(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!) Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies! (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!) Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
The chorus repeats the request to 'pass the dutch', with additional encouragements to dance and move. The sound 'WHO-DI-WHOOOO!' serves as a cue to continue the party atmosphere.


Number one, drums go bump, bump, bump This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn Oh my God, show em I'm large Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam I am the bomb from New York to Milan And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm' (Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed" I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause "Thank you! Oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
Missy Elliott boasts about her musical skills and the power of her beats. She's confident in her abilities and won't let anyone bring her down. She's a superstar, and demands respect and adoration from her audience.


Listen up muthafuckas, you have five seconds to catch your breath. Five, four, three, two, one Pop that, pop that, make that money Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny Shake that, shake that, move it all around Spank that, yank that, dutch back now Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist Scream, (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOO!) now my voice is lost Can I get a ride on the white horse?
Missy Elliott urges her audience to keep moving and dancing. She encourages them to let go of inhibitions and just enjoy the moment. She reminds them that it's not about judgment, but about pure pleasure. 'WHO-DI-WHOOOO!' is again used as a cue to continue the party, and to liberate oneself from social boundaries.


(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!) Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies! (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!) Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
The chorus repeats again with the same requests to 'pass the dutch' and to dance. 'WHO-DI-WHOOOO!' is used as a repeated cue to keep the party going.


Pop that Pass the dutch baby! Jiggle that fat
The song ends with a reiteration of the requests to pop, pass the dutch, and to jiggle one's body.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Melissa A. Elliott, Timothy Z. Mosley, David J. Jolicoeur, Vincent L. Mason, Paul E. Huston, Kelvin Mercer, Sylvester Allen, Harold Ray I. Brown, Morris Dewayne Dickerson, Le Roy L. Jordan, Charles Miller, Lee Oskar, Jerry Goldstein, Howard E. Scott

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Comments from YouTube:

@kwell4256

How does this still sound as fresh as it did 16 years ago. There is LITERALLY no one like Missy. Even non hip hop heads love her lol

@deehill9784

K Well yup! That’s how you know real, God given talent. Unlike some of these garbage ass new “artists”

@lindaclark4848

Yes I got chills seeing this again I💕Missy

@nikkidesjardinsl.ac.2102

she's a true artist... right to her bones.

@aedynjakpoetry

because innovators don't age

@KharMohn

Jonathan King FACTS. Amazing choice of words , dis my new quote

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@tippytip211

Missy is so far ahead of everyone else. Musically. It doesn’t make any sense how her stuff still doesn’t sound like anyone else’s. Just a musical genius.

@juliie007

I’m so glad they inducted her into the rock n roll hall of fame.

@roberttange805

missy is just a hip hop head . youre other favorite artist are just industrie maor label trolls

@MrSecretweapon174

Gotta give Timbaland credit for that too, the man was highly talented.

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