| Dammit Man | ||||||
| (Intro) Dammit man (Lil Jon)D-D-Dammit man (Pitbull)D-D-Dammit man,D-D-Dammit man Dammit man (Lil Jon)D-D-Dammit man (Pitbull) D-D-Dammit man,D-D-Dammit man (chours) When you see dem boy's 'round your way,holla Dammit man (Dammit man) 4 times (What? fuck with us,what) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us what) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us what) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us what) Y'all really can't fuck with us Y'all really can't fuck with us (verse 1) I'ma kill'em in the club with this one I'ma tear the club the fuck up I'ma have'em goin' to war over this on Partna,jus listen If you don't want those things to click-clack Take a few steps back Because I'm playin for keeps, go ahead keep playin with me And watch how i hit'em in the head once again Yall might as well be dead because what y'all thought couldn't be done, I did I'm like Ray Charles dawg, I don't see none of y'all I'm blind to the fact that half of y'all rap, and I'm out runnin y'all When i hit'em from the back I got them mami's sayin dammit man When i put it in they mouth I got them mami's sayin duh-huh-huh-muhh Put that up and say dammit But me and you both know that these niggaz ain't ready They're just too petty, I'm just too deadly (Whoo!) (chours) (verse 2) Pitbull's that underrated, underdog, killin' the underground But that's just an understatement It's hard to understand why I'm still underpaid Just look in my blue eyes and see the hunger and pain dammit man But I don't plan it man, because I do what I wanna do, move what I wanna move Y'all gonna see what I mean when I live out my dreams I'ma tell you like biggie told me, cash rules every thing around me I couldn't give a fuck about what you say about me cause when those things get pulled out and squeezed, they'll spray out three Hit'em up. wet'em up, get'em up, give it up, thats how it goes Pit's gon spit it up, flip it up, rip it up, but I'ma pro(Time out, whoo) Hit'em up, wet'em up, get'em up, give it up, thats how it goes Pit's gon spit up, flip it up, rip it up, but I'm a pro(Time out!,whoo) So all y'all amateur ass niggaz do-don't try to sit home Pit's co-comin, runnin gunnin fo-fo that throne (chours) (What? fuck with us, what) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, what) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, whaat) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, what) Y'all really can't fuck with us Y'all really can't fuck with us |
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