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Damn damn James

shorts and Lincoln's clean
Leanin', out the scene
Gangsta boys, lit
out, talkin' shit
Nigga you wanna go?
You know the club close 'til four
Let's party 'til we no more
Watch out here come the (Damn - oh lord)

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

Damn damn damn