Pitbull

Pitbull - Dammit Man lyrics

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[Intro]

Dammit man (Lil Jon), D-D-Dammit man

(Pitbull) D-D-Dammit man, D-D-Dammit man

Dammit man (Lil Jon), D-D-Dammit man

(Pitbull) D-D-Dammit man, D-D-Dammit man



[Chorus]

When you see dem boys 'round your way, holla dammit man!

(Dammit man!) [4x]



(What? Fuck with us, what)

Y'all really can't fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y'all really can't fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y'all really can't fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y'all really can't fuck with us

Y'all really can't fuck with us



[Verse 1]

I'ma kill 'em in the club with this one

I'ma tear the club the fuck up

I'ma have 'em goin' to war over this one

Partna, just listen

If you don't want those things to click-clack

Take a few steps back

Because I'm playing fo' keeps, go ahead keep playing with me

And watch how I hit 'em in the head once again

For those who didn't believe in the kid

Yall might as well be dead

because what y'all thought couldn't be done, I did

I'm like Ray Charles dawg, I don't see none of y'all

I'm blind to the fact that half of y'all rap,

and I'm outrunning y'all

When I hit 'em from the back

I got them mami's saying dammit man

When I put it in they mouth

I got them mami's saying duh-huh-huh-muhh (one more time!, whoo)

When I hit 'em from the back

I got them mami's saying dammit man

When I put it in they mouth

I got them mami's saying duh-huh-huh-muhh

Put that up dammit

But me and you both know that these niggaz ain't ready

They're just too petty, I'm just too deadly (Whoo!)



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

Pitbull's that underrated, underdog, killin' the underground

But that's just an understatement

It's hard to understand why I'm still underpaid

Just look in my blue eyes and see the hunger and pain,

dammit man

But I don't plan it man,

because I do what I wanna do, move what I wanna move

Y'all gonna see what I mean when I live out my dreams

I'ma tell you like biggie told me,

cash rules everything around me

I could give a fuck about what you say about me

cause when those things get pulled

out and squeezed, they'll spray about three

Hit 'em up, wet 'em up, get 'em up,

give it up, thats how it goes

Pit's gon' spit it up, flip it up, rip it up,

but I'm a pro (one more time!, whoo)

Hit 'em up, wet 'em up, get 'em up, give it up, thats how it goes

Pit's gon' spit it up, flip it up, rip it up,

but I'm a pro...

So all ya'll amateur ass niggaz do-don't try to sit home

Pit's co-co-coming, running gunning fo-fo that throne



[Chorus]



(What? Fuck With Us, What)

Yall really can't fuck with us

(Fuck With Us, What)

Yall really can't fuck with us

(Fuck With Us, What)

Yall really can't fuck with us

(Fuck With Us, What)

Yall really can't fuck with us

Yall really can't fuck with us



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