Damn! (Letra)

Youngbloodz Part. Lil' Jon

Ok, ok, ok
This Sean Paul, Lil’ John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz
You already know how we do it homeboy and we oh

It’s A-Town
(105 Road for dem hoes)
It’s A-Town
(East side for dem hoes)
Attic Crew you already know
Lil’ John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul
Let me tell ya like dis here boy

They callin’ me to come back to the streets
Sean P, A.K.A, or Sharp Crease
Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin’ in the month of February
Ok then put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K’s in
I’m still Attic A-double T-I-C
It ain’t a hoe out there fo real who don’t know ‘bout me

Bitch I’m fo sho wit’ it, don’t make me pop that trunk to the ‘Lac
Bitch I will go get it and I ain’t selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it
Won’t catch me sippin’ on no Cris and got a cold billy
It’s Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin’
Comin’ straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave ‘em under a cover
Lil’ John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya, yeah

If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit

I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone ‘cuz that’s my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil’ John it’s Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that’s if you lookin’ to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder

‘Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super I’m the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg I’m not the one that you really just wanna clown
I’m cool in my way, but shit still I shut ‘em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut ‘bout slizzard somewhere that’s how we do

If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit

Out of town hard heads get Swiss cheesed up
And you gon’ need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TB’d up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin’ the butt
Oh, you fo sho with it, or pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you ain’t hoe with it
And I ain’t selfish I will let you and your folk feel it, talkin’ big boy shit
Me muggin’ like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

‘Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin’ like it ain’t nuttin’ new
We started off with shake ‘em off so look potna, oh guess who
It’s them boys from the bottom who took you down ’85
And hit you with that U-Way so look here, don’t be surprised
We buckin’ blowin’ chillin’ and sippin’ on something good
I’m peepin’ out the scenery and wishin’ a nigga would
In case it just might pop I’m ‘bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit

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You and I….

there you go again when ya
rub up my skin
i have to catch my breathe
I began to sweat
oh..

Lips
tracing down my neck
and its scaring me to death
I just learned to draw me to the clear
just to push me off
just to push me off the edge

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I’m your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I’m fightin and I’m losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I’m wrestlin with
I toss and twist
til finally I give in
damn…

I hate being addicted
only
you would have predicted
that I’d be told
I’d want, so then
you can see right through
you can see right through my soul

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I’m your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I’m fightin and I’m losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I’m wrestlin with
I toss and twist
til finally I give in

I get wreckless, scared, confused
I feel desperate
soul for you
and you know it
you know it
you know what I should do

Damn I hate the way you know me
and Damn
you kill when you hold me
Like I’m your world
like this wont hurt
like a favorite cursing every nerve
damn
I’m fightin and I’m losin it
damn you
your pullin and a pushin
I’m wrestlin with
I toss and twist
baby I give in
damn…

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[Nicks intro]

Yo, word up, I’m talkin to you
Makin dope rhymes, thats what I do
Like a madman, you know I’m bad, man
I slam, a good goddamn

Well I concur so goddamn badly
I could just sit and sing the blues
But instead Ill make a fist, yeah
And make my own bad news yeah

Take my advice
Youll pay the price
Make it funky like this
Good god
Damn

Yo, what else is dissin me
Thats right, its pissin me off
Rock me baby? What?
You dont mean that crap
What the hell, if it sells
Damn, youre a sham,
No thank you, maam

Oh, I get burned badly
I could just sit and sing the blues
But instead Ill make a fist, yeah
Make my own good news, yeah

Take my advice
Youll pay the price
Make it funky like this
Good goddamn
I tell you what
??
Hey

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This old world well
Don’t it make you wanna think damn
This cold girl well
Don’t she wanna make you scream, damn

What’s the matter girl
Don’t you think I’m good enough
This old heart’s had a whole lot a breakin’ down
She’s got all these reasons in her head

[chorus 1]
All that time she knew if I lied
You can bet she will
She’s taking her time ‘til I thought I would die
And I can’t sit still

Things got turned ‘round
Don’t know where I started from, damn
Can’t eat, can’t sleep
Could have been a bigger man, damn
What’s the matter girl don’t you think I’m bright enough
This old man had a hard time getting here
You can leave your number at the door

[chorus 1]

And there’s nothing at all
Yeah there’s nothing at all
Well there’s nothing at all
To make her change her mind

This old house been quiet since
You went away, damn
Mixed up fixed out
Don’t forget who got you here, damn

What’s the matter world
Don’t you see I opened up
This whole part been played by another man
I pulled out the reason card instead

[chorus 1]

[chorus 2]

Says she can find
The things that make up a life
I bet she will
She stays behind, I could stay here all night
I could stay here until

Until there’s nothing at all
Yeah there’s nothing at all
Well there’s nothing at all
To make her change her mind

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Word up, i’m talking to you
I’m making dope rhymes, that’s what i do
Like a mad man, you know it’s bad man
I slam a good goddamn

Well i’ve been burned so goddamn badly
I could just sit and sing the blues
But instead i’ll make a fist, yeah
And make my own good news

Take my advice, yeah
You’ll pay the price
Make it funky like this…
Good god…..damn

I drop a syllable like "yo"
What else is dissin’ me
Huh, it’s pissin me off
Rock me baby, what!?

You don’t mean that crap
But what the hell, if it sells
Damn, you’re a sham
No thank you ma’am, bitch!!

Oh, i’ve been burnt badly
I could just sit and sing the blues
But instead i’ll make a fist, yeah
And make my own good news

Take my advice
You’ll pay the price
Make it funky like this!!!
Good goddamn, tell you what, alles klar

And the nightmare of publicity begins
This is the time to find who are your true friends
I drain my brain, to be original
Build character, aboriginal
American music is what i grew into
?????? fuck you!!!!

I say we fear no evolution
Stand up, musical revolution
Follow me because we can never stop
And we’ll never give
Cause this is how, we breath and live
And some of them whine
And some of them bitch
They cannot do it, we’ll never switch
We do it for ourselves, we do it for you
If you don’t like it well, i hope you do

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uh, it’s the d-d-d-d d-d-d-d d-d-d-d-d-d-damn ha-ha yea

[chorus (Woman Sings)]
Damn-it’s the way he grabs on himself when he gettin closer to them girls be like
Damn-it’s the wife beater wish you were in the droptop cruisin hoes like
Damn-I can’t blame em’ if he wasn’t mine shit i would try and claim him,cuz he’s so fly and i’m so fly and you’ll fool
yaself if you try to deny him

[Fabolous]
I’m nothin like them other brothers
I got no choice but to slut her
cuz im in a 10-6 with the vase up that look somethin like a nutta butta dutta dutta
mami you’ll be in saint tropez
ridin jet skis and mopeds
powderin like dope heads
paparazzi snappin pictures they must thin you J.Lopez (BIATCH!!!)
(ha-ha) lets roast some spinach
find a club and just post up in it
what you mean are we there yet,I got lear jets that get to the westcoast in minutes
(ha-ha) I’m smoother than white vanilla fudge
with white vanilla studs
cuz if they witnessed how im killin em out here these just might go tell the judge (i rest my case)
[chorus repeat]

[Fabolous]
you could be prancin thru ghettos
in a pair of fendi’s or pants and stillettos
all you gotta do is swallow some kids like that witch did in Hansel and Gretel
whos as hansome as ghetto
this mans earings look transparent
and my mtchell and s throwbacks be so old they could be somebodys grandparents
I want the type of money athletes consume
I have to assume
I’m no fool,but im so cool,when i walk in feels like theres a draft in the room
(oooh) I’m so sick i drive em reverse fast
call me a nurse fast
shorty just lay back in the made back it’ll make you feel like you sittin in first class
(Relax)
[chorus repeat]

[Fabolous]
They ask for it
so i put TV’s in the headrest and the dashboard
and you gotta catch it on tape cuz when the truck stops rims still look like they on fast forward
i’m sippin liquor the color of smurf’s skin
as long as the earth spins
and you’ll get sea sick,cuz my waves be thick enough for them cali dudes to surf in
(cowabunga) ya low ridin denims
look like midgets is hidin in em
they say I like it from the front I like it from the front but oly when the kid is slidin in em
the biggest dikes be
switchin for dudes with figures like me
and um im not braggin, but just imagine that you could even fuck with a nigga like me
(BIATCH!!!)

[chorus repeat]

Damn (Letra)

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This old world well
Don’t make you wanna think damn
This cold girl well
don’t she make you wanna scream, damn

What’s the matter girl
Don’t you think I’m good enough
This old heart’s had a whole lot of breakin’ down
She’s got all these reasons in her head

(Chorus 1)
All that time she knew if I lied
You can bet she will
She’s taken her time ‘til I thought I would
die
And I can’t sit still

Things got turned ‘round
Don’t know where I started from, damn
Can’t eat, can’t sleep
Could have been a bigger man, damn
What’s the matter girl don’t you think I’m
bright enough
This old man had a hard time getting here
You can leave your number at the door

(Chorus 1)

And there’s nothing at all
Yeah there’s nothing at all
Well there’s nothing at all
To make her change her mind

This old house been quite since
You went away, damn
Mixed up fixed out
Don’t forget who got you here, damn

What’s the matter world
Don’t you see I opened up
This whole part been played by another man
I pulled out the reason card instead
(Chorus 1)
(Chorus 2)

Says she can find
The things that make up a life
I bet she will
She stays behind, I could stay here all night
I could stay here until

Until there’s nothing at all
Yeah there’s nothing at all
Well there’s nothing at all
To make her change her mind

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(feat. Lil’ Jon)

[Intro]
OK, OK, OK
This Sean Paul, Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz
You already know how we do it homeboy
It’s A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)
It’s A-Town (east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know
Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

[Sean Paul]
They callin’ me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease
Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin’ in the month of February
OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K’s in
I’m still Attic A-double T-I-C
It ain’t a hoe out there fo real who don’t know ‘bout me
Bitch I’m fo sho wit it don’t make me pop that trunk to the ‘Lac
Bitch I will go get it and I ain’t selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it
Won’t catch me sippin’ on no Cris and got a cold billy
It’s Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin’, comin’ straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave ‘em under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

[Hook: Lil’ Jon]
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
If you don’t give a damn, we don’t give a fuck
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit
Don’t start no shit, it won’t be no shit

[J-Bo]
I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that’s my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil John it’s Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that’s if you lookin to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super I’m the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg I’m not the one that you really just wanna clown
I’m cool in my way, but shit still I shut ‘em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut ‘bout slizzard somewhere that’s how we do

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you gon’ need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TB’d up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin’ the butt
Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you ain’t hoe with it
And I ain’t selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
Talkin’ big boy shit
Me muggin’ like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

[J-Bo]
Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin’ like it ain’t nuttin’ new
We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
It’s them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-Way so don’t be surprised
We buckin’ blowin’ chillin’ and sippin’ on something good
I’m peepin’ out the scenery and wishin’ a nigga would
In case it just might pop I’m ‘bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

[HOOK]

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We woke up late, said goodbye
Now I’m standing outside, on the street
I walk through the city I’m laughing
Bouquets staring down at my feet

And I look up and this sky might fall
Open up and pull me in
I feel like an angel who’s fallen
I just got to have this first taste of original sin

Damn, can you feel it?
Damn, I can’t believe it
Damn, you got me feelin’ good