Dwamn

Lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Speak-a my language? People I hang with You can't find this in ya big book Never heard before, my crew, bitch, look [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Hellurr, straight crown and a burrr And after I'm finished, you know I'ma drink some murrr But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin', listen I spot them chickens, never slippin' like a transmission You like Baileys, I like ladies, I'm quite crazy And maybe a little shady to hit tonight, baby Cookies, I gotta bang, they wanna hang with a real nigga All day, everyday, by myself, not a gang Wanna go night-night, nigga? I'ma so nice I lit up, like a swisher I don't know why thy bitter Won't stroke by my ni-nuts, Papa getcha Wi-wi-wi-witch if you hide the puta Away from me, then you can blow me like a hookah They know I'm a crowded prusta On the pooty tang, ya booty bang And I wish I was your loofah Oooh, you're sweeter than Dean and DeLuca Trying to boost ya, this my number that I shoot ya [Chorus: Tech N9ne I Emma Frost] So hot I need a fan on it (Uh-huh) E'rybody wanna land on it (Uh-huh) So c'mon and put ya hand on it (Uh-huh) Now what's "damn" with a "wham" on it? (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Like bam, like blaow, like (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Like blam, like wow, like (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Say, bitch (Say what?) Okay, ma'am That's enough to make the whole spot say ("DWAAAAAMN!!!") [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] Sound like when somebody get hit on Batman Always looking for the pussy - CAT-scan Booty's always being watched - black man Never get caught up messing around in the flat-land I solemnly swear to beat punini Jiggly jello off in a petite bikini Women waiting in line to meet my weenie Wanna see me go Gandolfini Don't you let me reach the creamy Ain't nobody got time for that But I got time for getting you behind the clap DWAMN! Drew, Rock, Troy, Mike, Rich Brian Dennis made nina put the dwamn on the DWITCH We drinkin' We thinkin' We linkin' with ladies 'cause they winkin' Now I can say "damn," but that ain't big Sayin' "dwamn" say you seen a whole lot, dig? [Chorus: Tech N9ne I Emma Frost] So hot I need a fan on it (Uh-huh) E'rybody wanna land on it (Uh-huh) So c'mon and put ya hand on it (Uh-huh) Now what's "damn" with a "wham" on it? (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Like bam, like blaow, like (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Like blam, like wow, like (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Say, bitch (Say what?) Okay, ma'am That's enough to make the whole spot say ("DWAAAAAMN!!!") [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] I cross my heart like a peacoat If you bring it here, I'ma throw c-notes Let me float off in your water like a sea boat She choked, guess she didn't have a deep throat "Dwamn" is when it's impressive "Dwamn" is you seeing someone on some next shit "Dwamn" is when you listening to Nina Tech spit - that's it But look at the big rumper on that bitch! Girl I ain't seen in a while No longer teen in her style Bust seams in jeans and her blouse Like bam, like blaow, like blam, like wow, like- [Chorus: Tech N9ne I Emma Frost] (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Like bam, like blaow, like (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Like blam, like wow, like (DWAAAAAMN!!!) Say, bitch (Say what?) Okay, ma'am That's enough to make the whole spot say ("DWAAAAAMN!!!")