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N***a Please
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Electronic
N***a Please was released on July 31, 2014 by ILL MUZIK/SUGO MUSIC GROUP as a part of the album N***a Please - Single
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Release DateJuly 31, 2014
LabelILL MUZIK/SUGO MUSIC GROUP
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM94

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Damon Jones
Damon Jones
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damon Jones
Damon Jones
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hey, wassup? It's ya **** D
From the IE, 18th street
That's where I'm from, that's all I know
San Bernadino, California, West Coast
And I'm on the mic, this a banger track
This is something different, yeah, ****, Dame the Mack
Where you hangin' at? On the block slangin' crack?
Or in the club with a buzz and ya pockets fat?
Where the bitches at, with the fat ass?
Some on stage and they strippin', **** throwin' cash
Tryna make it rain, fuck them ho bitches
I ain't tryna spend, unless we gon' kick it
That's right, bitch, I ain't trickin', what?
I don't give a fuck, all you get is dick and nuts
This is driving music, speakers knockin' while you ridin' to it
Nobody does it like I can do it
This is for the clubs, this is for the streets
This is for the gangstas, North, South, West, East
This is for the cars, SUVs, even Jeeps
This is for the women, nice hoes, even freaks
Now feel the beat, add me, this shit's complete
I drop shit, make hits consistently
You think you can fuck with me? **** please
**** please
Up North, Down South, Mid-West, East Coast, West Coast
Suburbs, ghettos, get crunk, get loose
Get live, that's right, get drunk, get hype
And party all night
This that crunk shit, pop it then bump this
Scoop ya **** up, the homies that you run with
Now you 2D, 3D, 4D
This a cold beat and my lyrics so sweet
I'm the D-A-M-O-N-J
O-N-E-S-A, hey
And I'm feelin' good, like a **** should
This is for the radio, this is for the hood
See, I'm dope as fuck, you **** know what's up
I get the pen and the pad, I don't hold 'em up
Hit the studio, with the smoothest flows
It all comes together, it sounds beautiful
So get ya grind on, hustle for the chips
It's nothin' just to get if you fuckin' with some shit
Or if ya got the 9 to 5 struggle 'til you rich
You suffer if you quit, people love it when you sick
But uh, I try to clock dollars, A&R's gotta holla
I'm off the chain and I'm vicious like a rottweiler
I'm the leader of the pack, man, I'm sweeter with the raps
Try to test me, got the heater and I'm strapped
I'm a **** from the ghetto, will I ever let go?
Heck no, I'm from the hood and it's special
West Coast, on ya marks, get ready, set, go
Got the fresh flows, underground like Ecko
Jeans, shirts and shoes, I'm clean versus smooth
I'm the undertaker, bringin' dirt to you
So watch out, better look, 'cause I'm comin'
For you wack MCs, start runnin'
Written by: Damon Jones
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