K CAMP
Gah Damn (Remix)
[Hook: Rolls Royce Rizzy] [2x]
Your bitch wanna fuck, goddamn
Just looking for the check, goddamn
All in the city, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Pull up in a Rarri, goddamn
Got two yellow women, goddamn
Chanel on my body, goddamn
Goddamn, goddamn

[Verse 1: K CAMP]
Ok, he say he want a feature, goddamn
What I smoke is illegal, goddamn
Riding in a two seater, goddamn
Got the big head, NBA jam
Me steady passing that gas
Your girlfriend sound too hot, cool
Word around town I'm a dog, woof
I ain't really worried about y'all
With my n***a Rolls Royce, I'mma turn you n***as up a level
Flow sick, turn me to the hot spit
Hold on, n***a, let me get 'em
Goddamn, goddamn
You a lying n***a, just scram
For those who don't know who I am
I'm K Camp, n***a, goddamn
Your bitch all on my line
Yeah, you know that she ready
The way she ride it in
I swear I wasn't even ready
Lord, n***a, I ain't lying
Tell these folks who I am
All I know is stay true
Goddamn, goddamn
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rolls Royce Rizzy]
Pot and pussy, goddamn
Pot and pussy, goddamn
You wet as fuck, we in the private room
I might slide it in, you goddamn
I'm a nasty n***a, goddamn
I'm a nasty n***a, goddamn
If you high as fuck don't talk to me when you pass a n***a, goddamn
My pulse went numb on the last n***a
Your Instagram, goddamn
I text her, she at Follies, she like pull up, goddamn
We leave the club, she hungry, R. Thomans goddamn
That's good food, goddamn, organic food, goddamn
Wifey, gold grill, wipe me down, goddamn
40 ounce, been trill, that swag shit, goddamn
Joy rich, TLC, that's Tyana shit, goddamn
It's Rolls Royce, goddamn, give me tongue, bitch, goddamn

[Hook] [2x]

[Verse 3: Twista]
Twista!
Porsche Panamera, goddamn
With the Lambo in Atlanta, goddamn
Fellow full of hollow, handlin’ the hammer like a animal
And I’m the man up in the Phantom, goddamn
Bet the house on the Twist, goddamn
Cause I got your house on my wrist, goddamn
She was talkin’ shit with the mouth on the big
Saw the whip, now the mouth on the dick, goddamn
Talkin' smack and give me charge, goddamn
Why you acting like you hard, goddamn
If you want some action we can make it happen in the yard
We can get it cracking like a car, goddamn
Lay out a pound on the mat, goddamn
'smoking back to back, goddamn
Hit it from the back, she was doing this, she was doing that
Cause she was off of flat, goddamn
They don’t know what could it be that make him flow so vividly
And haters overlookin’ me ‘cuz they don’t wanna give it to me
Animal I should'a be, I take you on a killing spree
A fatal flow of butchery, I bet they gon’ remember me
I make ‘em throw the book at me ‘cuz they wanna consider me
A danger so they puttin’ me out as a public enemy
It take a million bookin’ me ‘cuz I murdered the industry...
Goddamn
[Hook]

[Verse 4: Lil Scrappy]

They call me'
Standing on the table, goddamn
..get closer to the mayor, goddamn
Order the best and y'all n***as don't want it
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Your bitch all on my line
Yeah, you know that she ready
The way she ride it in
I swear I wasn't even ready
Lord, n***a, I ain't lying
Tell these folks who I am
All I know is stay true
Goddamn, goddamn

[Hook]



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