Str8 Like Dat - Damn! (What Now) lyrics

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Str8 Like Dat - Damn! (What Now) lyrics

[Intro] Damn son, where'd ya find this?! [Einstein] Look, oh lord these no-name rappers acting like Bogart We serve y'all like hors d'oeuvres, y'all serve us (service) like no bars Go hard, got rose gold by the rose garden, cold hearted You show-stopping at venues, we ball around the world like GlobeTrotters Ha, you cold product stacked away on that self, boy Game crazy, yo lady be staying below my belt, boy Eyes red like Hell Boy, but it ain't from that blow loud No sleep for this MC, you moved a total of no crowds Oh wow (wow), Oh wow, look at me-look at me now (now) My legacy's sicker than leprosy and I spit sicker than *cough* oww Ha, Pacman in that kitchen, whip-wh-whip it like I'm a pro-gamer Only time you flipped a bird was Tony Hawk on that Pro Skater (Woo!) Ric Flair baby, (Damn!) Farooq pimpin' (Woo!) Riding in a new Cadi, (Damn!) it even got the roof missin' (Ah!) That's dope right?, like coke right?, or snow white Grip-Gripping grain while I'm whipping, switching lanes like I don't know how to bowl right Like man!, That's cold right? You struggling living that low life You be trying to get it in with a couple of women but every time you be settling for dome right? (Damn!) That's work, that's the hustle, but still ain't laying that bone pipe? (Damn!) That's hurt, that's the struggle, and that's the sh- that I don't like! [Vandal] That's hard work, I'm hardly working, made joker right? but I'm hardly joking Yo chick here, she hardly choking, her reflexes be hardly working (Woo!) Belly stroking I'm in her ocean, these sea men (seamen) be in her floating I'm Titanic, that's show-boating, Yo ship small, you row-rowing Stay gloating I'm Freshmade, I'm all heart got chest pain You dumb odd like Leftbrain, I'm God life, Kanye Penny style I can't change and fans are my everything I'll die of thirst to taste fame, this world screaming my stage name It's game day I'm main stage, I show up, I take names My chain hang like old slaves, she digging mwah like old graves Four fingered ring like Rick James, get jacked up like wheel change They VG, my clique bang and sound tracks do the same thing