D.A.M.N.

Skippa Da Flippa & Sauce Walka - Rap
D.A.M.N.
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Lyrics
[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there's no tickin' in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn We don't fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he's extra I'm very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can't be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I'm lonely I'm ready like Tony 'cause I ain't ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked (whoo) Meet my bitch and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops (swear) I'm from the Nawf, I ain't ever gave a damn (Flippa) [Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa] Why would I care? Me and money I think's the perfect pair (Swear) I gotta go hard, my niggas, I share(Swear) I am so icy, call me Flip LaFlare I'm havin', I pop an Addy, then add it I win the race even when I'm in traffic But I'm strapping You know that I am well past ya I'm Madden, you can call me Flip McDabbin' (Dab) Damn, damn, damn, damn Throw the work like I'm Pam Jacket made out of lamb, bought my bro a trans-am This is really who I am, damn Water, water, water, water, water been, Flip a baller (water) Skippa Flippa been a baller, she ready every time I call her Couple bags what I bought her! (Flippa) [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there's no tickin' in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn We don't fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he's extra I'm very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can't be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I'm lonely I'm ready like Tony 'cause I ain't ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked (whoo) Meet my bitch and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops I'm from the Nawf, I ain't ever gave a damn [Verse 2: Sauce Walka] Sauce got it, never gave a damn Bitch I need the jelly, you can keep the jam Horse mouth, bitch, like Pam Blowin' up my inbox like spam Little bitty bitch you a boca boo How could I go hit the club with you?: How could I go make a dub with you? You fuckin' for free and you prostitute Is you a boss bitch or lost bitch? Hi, my name is Albert, I drip sauce, bitch I could get you a house, bitch Ain't you sleepin' on a couch, bitch? I got diamonds in my mouth, bitch $20,000 on the outfit Shootin' movies like Brad Pitt Talkin' cash shit, yeah, spazz, bitch [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there's no tickin' in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam We don't fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he's extra I'm very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can't be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I'm lonely I'm ready like Tony 'cause I ain't ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked (whoo) Meet my bitch and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops I'm from the Nawf, I ain't ever gave a damn (Flippa) [Verse 3: Skippa Da Flippa] Roll up the cookie, I came a long way from being a rookie Before I got kicked out I always played hooky I am Lil Flippa, I'm close to the edge but don't push me D.A.M.N., my best friend name is Benjamin Another night, another show, another 10(10) I rock the stage, they tell me come again Hold up, I drop an eight in a liter I thank God that I'm the Siamese Lisa Having ENT and I am the leader Run out of cash and I swipe on the VISA Oh please sir, I smoke zip on a cheetah Double park the 'Rari, don't pay the meter [?] so he flex the Lamb Tell him do tricks while I ghostride the Bimmer Kill Bill, pop a seal, can you really keep it real? If you hatin' now, you been hatin' It means you're fake, and this is really how I feel Vacay I took in the cabins Never ask John Madden, ask McFadden I'm havin' karats, and I'm not ashin' Choppas do damage and I'm still dabbin! (Flippa) [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there's no tickin' in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn (water) We don't fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he's extra I'm very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can't be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I'm lonely I'm ready like Tony 'cause I ain't ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked (Whoo) Meet my bitch and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops(Swear) I'm from the Nawf, I ain't ever gave a damn (Flippa)
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- Sauce Walka
- Skippa Da Flippa