Aaaaahhhh, baby, baby, you are appreciated
This generation rules the nation, baby baby

Pass The Dutchie pon the left hand side
Pass The Dutchie pon the left hand side
Pass The Dutchie pon the left hand side
Pass The Dutchie pon the left hand side
I was dreamin' when I wrote this
Forgive me if it goes astray
It was all a dream, dreaming
Mama, I'm Gonna Sing

What are you gonna be, Mama, I'm Gonna Sing
What are you gonna be, Mama, I'm Gonna Sing
How can you sing, my child?
Don't be silly, it's just a dream
It was all a dream
You're gonna end up lost like Dad
Silly, my girl can't sing

It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt 'n' Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Cuz when I was low you was there for me
You never left me alone cuz you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryna fix us a hot plate

I'm gonna make it one day, mom you'll see
I'm working night