Can-O-Damn

Album cover art for "Can-O-Damn" by Boonie Mayfield & ILL University

Boonie Mayfield & ILL University - Pop

Can-O-Damn

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[Chorus: Boonie Mayfield] Ugh! Girl, you stop traffic walking through the city Old men crashing in their Cadillac doors Plenty fish in the sea, a lot of them pretty But nada nudder lady quite had it like yours So far out, I should send a telegram Looking like an ice cold twelve ounce Can-O-Damn "What? A twelve ounce can of damn?" An ice cold twelve ounce Can-O-Damn When you see her say (Woo Hoo!) When you see her say (Woo Hoo!) When you see her say (Woo Hoo!) Play that out, baby [Post-Chorus: Boonie Mayfield] [Guitar Solo: Boonie Mayfield] Ugh Ugh Ugh Girl, if I could I'd pinch your booty With my teeth Heh heh heh ILL University [Verse 1: iStayJammin] The name's Jammin, it's very nice to meet you doe Venomous vixеn, take a bite and die by lеthal blow Goddess a beauty, baptize me and thy cathedral For I've sinned and must repent for my cerebral A work of art, I done tainted because my ill mind A strange fruit we ate in the yard of Eden I'm O.D.ing, them tits borderline illegal Double D doe, and that ass deserves a sequel Rated G for God damn! Bad enough to make a Muslim go HAM A twelve ounce can before I'm home, it isn't gone So I pull back in like "Can a nigga get a refill?" [Verse 2: Jesse Saturn] And I like you 'cause you so chill Go down smoother than Goose for sure What you think you equipped with a wide mouth for? Ironic, I'm choking up I approach you, hoping to open up Think about that while I get in my feelings Baby, don't look confused I just get this thirsty when I look at you, heh She popping that rocker like Motorola Got flavor like Pepsi, a body like Coca-Cola Damn she good, heavenly touch But she gotta be bad, devilish ways Hah, getting my 7-Up I'ma sip that being that man I am Eating her candy yams She supplement with a Can-O-Damn [Chorus: Boonie Mayfield] Girl, you stop traffic walking through the city Old men crashing in their Cadillac doors Plenty fish in the sea, a lot of them pretty But nada nudder lady quite had it like yours So far out, I should send a telegram Looking like an ice cold twelve ounce Can-O-Damn "What? A twelve ounce can of damn?" An ice cold twelve ounce Can-O-Damn When you see her say (Woo Hoo!) When you see her say (Woo Hoo!) When you see her say (Woo Hoo!) I got an idea Ugh! [Verse 3: Boonie Mayfield] Maybe I can be ya' (What?) Rebound if the other blew it Maybe I can see ya' (When?) Tonight if you open to it Put me on, Bonita Bonita, ooh, Bonita I can follow the leader You take it off then make me do it How bout getting naked to it Nudity is cool with me Why oppose? All your clothes Ain't got nothing to do with me (They don't) You and me can reenact Set it Off Getting off rubbing between your booty with jewelry (Remember that shit?) Aight, enough of the foolery I'm just playing, don't take offense to what I was saying I'm an honest man, but still a man I am So if you ever put my hands one that Can-O-Damn (What?) [Outro: Boonie Mayfield] "Woooo Wee! Woo hoo! Boy, I'll take some ice cubes — and put them all over... I'ma shut up." (Good idea)

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Writers
  • Solomon Vaughn
  • Michael Parker
  • Jesse Chalmers