Trackmasters - Damn lyrics

Unh. It's the duh-duh-duh-duh-duhduhduhduhduhduh-damn [Intro] Damn, it the way he grab on himself Before he getting closer to you, girls be like damn Damn, it's the wife beater Wish you were the one in the drop top two seater Damn, I can't blame him If he wasn't mine sh**, I would try to claim him Cause he's so fly, I'm so fly You play yourself if you try to deny it, damn [Verse 1: Fabolous] I'm nothin' like the other brother I got no choice but to s*ut her Cause I'm in a tan six with a base gut That look something like a nutta-bu*ta duhduhduhduh Mami you'll be in St. Tropez Riding jet skis and mopeds, nodding like dopeheads Paparazzi snapping pictures, they must think you J. Lopez (b**h) Let's roast in spinach, hit a club and just post up in it What you mean are we here yet? I got a lear jet that gets to the west coast in minutes (hehe) I'm smoother than white vanilla fudge and white and yellow studs Cause if they witness how I'm k**ing them out here These girls just might go tell the judge I rest my case [Hook] Damn, it the way he grab on himself Before he getting closer to you, girls be like damn (you feelin that right) Damn, it's the wife beater Wish you were the one in the drop top two seater (come on let's ride) Damn, I can't blame him If he wasn't mine sh**, I would try to claim him (I'm sure you would) Cause he's so fly, I'm so fly You play yourself if you try to deny it, damn (and what you say girl) [Verse 2: Fabolous] You could be prancing through ghettos In Dior pants and stilettos All you got to do is swallow some kids Like that witch did Hansel and Gretel Who's as handsome as ghetto? This mans earring looks transparent And my Mitchell & Ness throwbacks be so old They could be somebody grandparents, baby like (Damn) I want the kind of money athletes consume I have to a**ume, I'm no fool but I'm so cool When I walk in, it feel like it's a draft in the room, Whoo (Damn) I'm so sick, I drive in reverse pa** Call me a nurse fast Shorty just lay back in the Maybach Get a feel like you sitting in first cla**, relax [Hook] [Verse 3: Fabolous] They ask for it So I put TV's in the headrest and the dashboard You got to catch it on tape cause when the truck stops The rims still look like they on fast-forward, unh Damn, I'm sipping liquor the colour of Smurf skin As long as the earth spins, and you'll get seasick And my waves be thick enough for them Cali dudes to surf in, cowabunga! Your low riding denims look like midgets is hiding in them They say I like it from the front, they like it from the back But when the kids is sliding in them, they be screaming (Damn) The biggest dykes these switching for dudes for figures like me And um I'm not bragging But imagine that you could even f** with a n***a like me [Hook]