Dammit Man Remix

歌詞

Da the da, dammit man Da the da, dammit man Da the da, dammit man Da the da, dammit man Da the da, dammit man Da the da, dammit man Da the da, dammit man Da the da, dammit man When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man Y'all can't mess with us Y'all can't play with us Y'all can't mess with us Y'all can't play with us This like mother nature I really don't give a fuck We can do it in the club We can do it outside We can do it right now what Little buddie easie up Please don't cross me like Jesus I ain't got nothing to prove As a matter fact I done proved Everybody wrong yes sir Only chico in the south yes sir That's putting it down yes sir That would be me P.I.T. yes sir Its all supply and demand Me I supply the demand I understand that y'all wanna be me 'Cause I am the man Mommie threw me on my back And I was like I was like, dammit man Then she jump on my mouth And I was like I was like hum, hum, hum, hum One mo-gin Mommie threw me on my back And I was like I was like, dammit man Then she jump on my mouth And I was like I was like hum, hum, hum, hum Dam Jimmie I wish you were here now Rest in peace to that chico name Screw Thanks for believing in me this ones for you When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man When you see them boys 'round ya way Holla dammit man Y'all can't mess with us Y'all can't play with us Y'all can't mess with us Y'all can't play with us Yep, yep When I pull up they like, dammit man In that black Phantum man 'Cause they can't stand it man Chain 200 grand Watch with matchin' band I'm rockin' 3 clovas (Why?) I'm from clova land I'm drinkin' Grey Goose You drinkin' Redbull I hang with Zero I roll with Pitbull 28 we tip on Candy paint we drip wet I be in New York With Killa Cam and Dip Set I'm packin2 bangers The other rapper ain't gangsta (Why?) You had to say my name And you still ain't famous (Damn) Clover G's don't take no shit We bake them bitches to come up Keep runnin' you lip my gun On my hip so don't run up Creepin' on a come up With million dollar shoe deal Old cars with new wheels Yellow rocks in blue steal You know Lil Flip got skills You know Lil Flip got mills You can ask B.E.T how the fuck I live They know I'm rich as fuck So nuck if you buck 'Cause down in Houston Texas We jammit screwed up We riddin' 84's and we also poppin' trunk