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Damn damn James

Dickie and Lincoln's clean
Leanin', out the scene
Gangsta boys, lit
out, talkin' shit
Nigga where you go?
You know the club don't close 'til
party 'til we can't no more
Watch out here come the (Damn - oh lord)

As the plot thickens it gives me the
Reminiscent of Charles a discotheque
in the ghettos of Niggaville, USA
Via Atlanta, Georgia a lil' spot
Young men and young go to experience
They first li'l of the night life
Me? Well I've never been well perhaps once
But I, was so engulfed in the 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 fine as all outdoors
Lulls lukewarm lullabies in left ear
with "Set it Off," in the right
But it all blends perfectly let the tell it
"Hey hey look baby they our song"
And the crowd goes as if
Holyfield has just won the
But in actuality only about 3 A.M
And niggas just don' got hauled
Off in the (sliced up)
Two niggas start bustin' (wham wham)
And one nigga don' took his shirt off 'bout
"Now who else wanna with Hollywood Courts?"
It's just my interpretation of the

damn damn James