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Damn! (Club Mix)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Damn! (Club Mix) è stato pubblicato il 25 luglio 2003 da Arista come parte dell'album Drankin' Patnaz
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Vocals
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
R.O.B.
R.O.B.
Keyboards
Sean Paul
Sean Paul
Vocals
J-Bo
J-Bo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
Songwriter
Sean Paul
Sean Paul
Songwriter
Justin Garner
Justin Garner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer, Mixing Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer

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[Verse 1]
They calling me to come back to the streets
Sean P., aka "A Sharp Crease"
Said it was necessary, these sucka **** out here very scary
They cuffing hoes, they living in the month of February
Okay then, put a sissy **** on display then
Kick in your door and have my folks bring them K's in
I'm still Attic, A-double T-I-C
It ain't a ho out there, for real, who don't know 'bout me
Bitch, I'm for sure with 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 ho feel it
Won't catch me sipping on no Cris and got a cold belly
It's Youngbloodz, A-Town, malt liquor sipping
Coming straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover
Lil Jon, he drop the beat that make you bounce like rubber
Sean Paul, he tote the heat to make you mug then slug ya (Yeah)
[Chorus]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
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!
[Verse 2]
I post up, get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone 'cause that's my right hand man
Old-school, straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil Jon, it's YoungbloodZ, they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105, that's if you looking to rumble
Cock back, bust, aim, now I done got your number
In the club, you gon' feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain, we gon' pour and hit you hard like thunder
'Cause in the Dirty, we them boys that drank you under the table
Where them **** 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 dog, 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 (Yeah!)
[Chorus]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
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 gripping the butt
Oh, you for sure with it
Oh, pull your pistol, show a **** you ain't ho with it
And I ain't selfish, I will let you and your folk feel it
Talking big-boy shit
Mean mugging like a motherfucker, my hand on my dick
'Cause off the rip, we keep it jumping like it ain't nothing new
We started off with "Shake Em Off", so look partner, 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 bucking, blowing, chilling and sipping on something good
I'm peeping out the scenery, wishing a **** would
In case it just might pop off, I'm ready to lock and load
To take you through the South to show you how we throw them bows (Yeah!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
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! (Yeah!)
[Chorus]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
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! (Hey!)
Written by: Cedric Leonard, Jeffrey Grigsby, Jonathan Smith, Sean Paul Joseph
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