Lyrics Fabolous – Damn

uh, it’s the d-d-d-d d-d-d-d d-d-d-d-d-d-damn ha-ha yea

chorus (Woman Sings)
Damn-it’s the way he grabs on himself when he gettin closer to them girls be like
Damn-it’s the wife beater wish you were in the drop top two seater

Fabolous
I’m nothin like them other brothers
I got no choice but to slut her
cuz im in a 10-6 with the vase up that look somethin like a nutta butta dutta dutta
mami you’ll be in saint tropez
ridin jet skis and mopeds
powderin like dope heads
paparazzi snappin pictures they must think you J.Lopez (BIATCH!!!)
(ha-ha) lets roast some spinach
find a club and just post up in it
what you mean are we there yet,I got lear jets that get to the westcoast in minutes
(ha-ha) I’m smoother than white vanilla fudge
with white vanilla studs
cuz if they witnessed how im killin em out here these girls just might go tell the judge (i rest my case)
chorus repeat

Fabolous
you could be prancin thru ghettos
in a pair of fendi’s or pants and stillettos
all you gotta do is swallow some kids like that witch did in Hansel and Gretel
whos as handsome as ghetto
this mans earings look transparent
and my Mitchell and Ness throwbacks be so old they could be somebodys grandparents
I want the kind of money athletes consume
I have to assume

Fabolous
They ask for it
so i put TV’s in the headrest and the dashboard
and you gotta catch it on tape cuz when the truck stops rims still look like they on fast forward
i’m sippin liquor the color of smurf’s skin
as long as the earth spins
and you’ll get sea sick,cuz my waves be thick enough for them cali dudes to surf in
(cowabunga) ya low ridin denims
look like midgets is hidin in em
they say I like it from the front they like it from the back but when the kid is slidin in em
they be screamin’
the biggest dikes be
switchin for dudes with figures like me
and um im not braggin, but imagine that you could even fuck with a nigga like me
(BIATCH!!!)

chorus repeat