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Damn damn James

Dickie and Lincoln's clean
Leanin', out the scene
boys, blizzes lit
Ridin' out, talkin'
Nigga where you go?
You know the club close 'til four
Let's party 'til we no more
Watch out come the folks (Damn - oh lord)

As the thickens it gives me the dickens
of Charles a lil' discotheque
Nestled in the of Niggaville, USA
Via Atlanta, Georgia a lil' spot
Young men and young women go to
They first li'l of the night life
Me? Well never been there; well perhaps once
But I, was so engulfed in the E
I never made it to the door you speak of, hard
the DJ sweatin' out all the problems
And the of the day
While this bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors
Lulls lukewarm in your left ear
Competing "Set it Off," in the right
But it all perfectly let the liquor tell it
"Hey hey baby they playin' our song"
And the crowd wild as if
Holyfield has won the fight
But in actuality it's only 3 A.M
And three niggas don' got hauled
Off in the (sliced up)
Two niggas don' bustin' (wham wham)
And one nigga don' took his shirt off 'bout
"Now who else wanna with Hollywood Courts?"
just my interpretation of the situation

Damn damn James