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ate that - damez lyrics

[intro: damez’s mom & damez]
hey, can i take your order?
yeah, lemme get a… slap!

yeah
coverboy damez, coverboy damez
back from quarantine

[verse 1]
i’m in a foreign that look like a rental
axing these n*ggas it’s not accidental
i’m still the main one that yall love to copy
i stay in versace that sh*t fundamental
talk to me nice and you better be gentle
i’m finna spaz on this new instrumental
call me yo twin but we don’t resemble
i’m bout to make n*ggas retreat and assemble
stop asking questions you know are rhetorical
n*ggas be biting that sh*t be adorable
n*ggas be broke that sh*t be deplorable
damez on the cover that sh*t look historical
yo n*gga been wondering where i been at
fall up in the club and i’m looking for a schi*nack
tell the waitress bring them bottles to the bi*nack
and i ain’t just start poppin’ lil b*tch i been that

[hook]
d*mn, look how i ate that
so fine n*ggas wanna imitate that
d*mn, look how i ate that
damez poppin’ now, n*ggas can’t take that
d*mn, look how i ate that
first place and you gotta embrace that
so cold, wrist so froze up
walk straight in n*gga get chose up

[post*hook]
(woah) i just be looking like money
(hmm) i just been all in my bag
(woah) that n*gga look like a dummy
(hmm) i think i’m making ’em mad
(yikes!) d*mn, look how i ate that
winning be all in my diet
d*mn, look how i ate that
shhh, broke n*ggas be quiet

[verse 2]
me and my n*ggas we posted in vip
standing on couches we smoke through a zip
we was lit way before we left the whip
yall n*ggas got too much dip on ya chip like
“d*mn, where you been at?” (huh?)
f*ck these n*ggas thinking? (tuh)
he asked me how i’m doing
he ain’t ask me what i’m drinking (bye!)
know how i’m coming it ain’t ever no let down
walked in and that n*gga had a meltdown
foot on they necks, flooded pateks
we getting live, yo b*tch in my sec’ (move)
running through b*tches i need me a comb
if you ain’t spending b*tch leave me alone
know ima stunt, even from home
i’m all on the covers they callin’ my phone

[post*hook]
(woah) i just be looking like money
(hmm) i just been all in my bag
(woah) that n*gga look like a dummy
(hmm) i think i’m making ’em mad
(yikes!) d*mn, look how i ate that
winning be all in my diet (sheesh!)
d*mn, look how i ate that
shhh, broke n*ggas be quiet

- damez lyrics

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