Damn it man

Damn it man Lyrics

Damn it man, you just damn it man damn damn it man(x2)

(Chorus)
When you see them boys round yo way holla dammit man(x3)
Yall Really cant f**k with us(x5)

(Pitbull)
Imma kill em in the club with dis one (yeah)
Imma tear that club tha f**k up
Imma have them them going over tha wall with this one
Partner just listen
If you dont want them things to click-clack take about two steps back
Cuz im a player for keeps
Go ahead keep playing with me
And watch how i hit em in the head
Once again for those who didnt believe in tha kid
Y'all might as well be dead
Cuz what you thought couldn't be done, i did
I'm like Ray Charles dawg
I dont see none of y'all
Im blind of the fact that half of yall rap and Im not wanting yall

When I hit it from the back I got them mamis saying "Damn it man"
When I put it in their mouth i got them mamis saying -mumble-
One mo' time now
When I hit it from the back I got them mamis saying "Damn it man"
When I put it in their mouth i got them mamis saying -mumble-

Put that up dammit
But, me and you kno that these nigguhz aint ready
They're just too peddy
I'm just too deadly

(Chorus)
When you see them boys round yo way holla dammit man(x3)
Yall Really cant f**k with us(x5)

Pitbull's that underrated, underdawgm killin the underground
But thats just an understatement
It's hard to understand why I'm still underpaid
Just look in my blue eyes and see the hunger from pain
Damn it man
But I dont panic man
Cuz i do what i wanna do
Move what i wanna move
Yall gonna see what i mean when i live up my dreams
Imma tell you like Bigga told me
Bless whos everything around me
I can give a f**k what you say about me
Cuz when them things get pulled out and squeezed
They spray up by three

Hit em, wet em up, get up up, give it up, thas how it goes
b**ch gon' spit it up, Flip it up, rip it up
But I'm a pro
One Mo' Time: Go
Hit em, wet em up, get up up, give it up, thas how it goes
b**ch gon' spit it up, Flip it up, rip it up
But I'm a pro

So all yall ameture ass nigguhz dont try this at home
b**ch could come in gunnin, gunnin, fo that thong

(Chorus)
When you see them boys round yo way holla dammit man(x3)
Yall Really cant f**k with us(x5)