Sauce Walka - D.A.M.N. lyrics

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam We don’t fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he’s extra I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can’t be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked Meet my b**h and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn [Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa] Why would I care? Me and money I think’s the perfect pair I gotta go hard, my n***as, I share I am so icy, call me Flip LaFlare I’m havin’, I pop an Addy, then add it I win the race even when I’m in traffic But I’m strapping You know that I am well past ya I’m Madden, you can call me Flip McDabbin’ Damn, damn, damn, damn Throw the work like I’m Pam Jacket made out of lamb, bought my bro a trans-am This is really who I am, damn Water, water, water, water, water been, Flip a baller (water) Skippa Flippa been a baller, she ready every time I call her Couple bags what I bought her, Flippa! [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam We don’t fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he’s extra I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can’t be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked Meet my b**h and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn [Verse 2: Sauce Walka] Sauce got it, never gave a damn b**h I need the jelly, you can keep the jam Horse mouth, b**h, like Pam Blowin’ up my inbox like spam Little bitty b**h you a boca boo How could I go hit the club with you?: How could I go make a dub with you? You f**in’ for free and you prostitute Is you a boss b**h or lost b**h? Hi, my name is Albert, I drip sauce, b**h I could get you a house, b**h Ain’t you sleepin’ on a couch, b**h? I got diamonds in my mouth, b**h $20,000 on the outfit Shootin’ movies like Brad Pitt Talkin’ cash sh**, yeah, spazz, b**h [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam We don’t fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he’s extra I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can’t be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked Meet my b**h and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn [Verse 3: Skippa Da Flippa] Roll up the cookie, I came a long way from being a rookie Before I got kicked out I always played hooky I am Lil Flippa, I’m close to the edge but don’t push me D.A.M.N., my best friend name is Benjamin Another night, another show, another 10 I rock the stage, they tell me come again Hold up, I drop an eight in a liter I thank God that I’m the Siamese Lisa Having ENT and I am the leader Run out of cash and I swipe on the VISA Oh please sir, I smoke zip on a cheetah Double park the ‘Rari, don’t pay the meter [?] so he flex the Lamb Tell him do tricks while I ghostride the Bimmer k** Bill, pop a seal, can you really keep it real? If you hatin’ now, you been hatin’ It means you’re fake, and this is really how I feel Vacay I took in the cabins Never ask John Madden, ask McFadden I’m havin’ karats, and I’m not ashin’ Choppas do damage and I’m still dabbin’, Flippa! [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Older drop, drip top VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam We don’t fold under pressure I change the cars like the kids change semesters Fall back a little if you think he’s extra I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn See? Is Semi not on me? You can’t be real, so you fake and phony I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn Black op, shellshocked Meet my b**h and then we lip lock His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn