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Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 11
Disc 1
01. Are You Gonna Be My Girl
02. The Nosebleed Section
03. Just Because
04. We Used to Be Friends
05. Deja Vu
06. Look Good in Leather
07. Baby Blue
08. Vampire Racecourse
09. 77%
10. Zebra
11. The Bitter End
12. There There
13. Good Luck
14. Gay Bar
15. Lighthouse
16. Plastic Loveless Letter
17. The Leaving Song, Part II
18. Black Bird
19. Feeler
20. Man of Constant Sorrow
Disc 2
01. Inertiatic ESP
02. Who's Gonna Save Us
03. Hello
04. We Don't Play Guitars
05. Diamonds on the Inside
06. I Love Work
07. Greed for Your Love
08. The Golden Path
09. Break It Down
10. The Voices in My Head
11. Franco Un-American
12. One Second of Insanity
13. Everyone Deserves Music
14. Life Sentence
15. Step Into My Office, Baby
16. Move Your Feet
17. Pass That Dutch
18. Doctor, Doctor
19. Let Me Be
20. (Baby I've Got You) On My Mind
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
Heavy breathing, wild dancing, coughing
So when you hear the sound, who-di-whoo
Run for cover motherfucker

Woo, oh daddy
Ooh, ah, ooh
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch

Misdemeanor on the floor, pretty boy here I come
Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
I can take your man I don't have to sex 'em
Hang 'em out the window call me Micheal Jackson

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 'til it stink (that's right)
Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right)
Put it down for the streets (that's right)

Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch, baby
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
Don't stop, get it 'til your 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!)

Who 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

Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch, baby
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
Don't stop, get it 'til your clothes get wet

Listen up motherfuckers, 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 you moist
Scream, (who-di-whoo) and my voice is lost
Can I get a ride on a white horse?

Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, come on pass the dutch, baby
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat
Don't stop, get it 'til your clothes get wet

Pop that
Pass that dutch, baby
Jiggle that fat