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str8 like dat - damn! (what now) lyrics

[intro]
d-mn son, where’d ya find this?!

[einstein]
look, oh lord these no-name rappers acting like bogart
we serve y’all like hors d’oeuvres, y’all serve us (service) like no bars
go hard, got rose gold by the rose garden, cold hearted
you show-stopping at venues, we ball around the world like globetrotters
ha, you cold product stacked away on that self, boy
game crazy, yo lady be staying below my belt, boy
eyes red like h-ll boy, but it ain’t from that blow loud
no sleep for this mc, you moved a total of no crowds
oh wow (wow), oh wow, look at me-look at me now (now)
my legacy’s sicker than leprosy and i spit sicker than -cough- oww
ha, pacman in that kitchen, whip-wh-whip it like i’m a pro-gamer
only time you flipped a bird was tony hawk on that pro skater
(woo!) ric flair baby, (d-mn!) farooq pimpin’
(woo!) riding in a new cadi, (d-mn!) it even got the roof missin’
(ah!) that’s dope right?, like c0ke right?, or snow white
grip-gripping grain while i’m whipping, switching lanes like i don’t know how to bowl right
like man!, that’s cold right? you struggling living that low life
you be trying to get it in with a couple of women but every time you be settling for dome right? (d-mn!)
that’s work, that’s the hustle, but still ain’t laying that bone pipe? (d-mn!)
that’s hurt, that’s the struggle, and that’s the sh- that i don’t like!

[vandal]
that’s hard work, i’m hardly working, made joker right? but i’m hardly joking
yo chick here, she hardly choking, her reflexes be hardly working (woo!)
belly stroking i’m in her ocean, these sea men (seamen) be in her floating
i’m t-tanic, that’s show-boating, yo ship small, you row-rowing
stay gloating i’m freshmade, i’m all heart got chest pain
you dumb odd like leftbrain, i’m god life, kanye
penny style i can’t change and fans are my everything
i’ll die of thirst to taste fame, this world screaming my stage name
it’s game day i’m main stage, i show up, i take names
my chain hang like old slaves, she digging mwah like old graves
four fingered ring like rick james, get jacked up like wheel change
they vg, my clique bang and sound tracks do the same thing

- str8 like dat lyrics

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