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put it on da floor (remix) - damez lyrics

yeah (damez)
what’s hannenin’
yeah (real atlanta sh*t)
look

[verse 1]
keep me in the plastic cause my price is too high
i’m on fire*working hard like its the fourth of july
hoppin’ planes, they streamin’ damez from the states to dubai
n*gga sent some bread with his text, must want a reply
whip so many benzes i can’t ever cop a beamer
n*gga say he got one up on me, that n*gga just a dreamer
had yo bm waiting askin’ for a pic you shoulda seen her
n*ggas swear they hard ain’t ever even copped a misdemeanor (tuh)
hold up, let me tap in
they say i got violent records cause my sh*ts be slappin’
like please, i seen them try to bite my st**z, n*ggas jackin’
yo n*gga tryna rip me out the plastic i been wrapped in
act brand new as f*ck
scammer n*gga pay my rent and all we do is f*ck
blowing on some rapper weed i swear it got me stuck
so quit the biting, move ya hand, i swear you n*ggas suck

[hook]
i done done it all, feel like shawty lo
laughing to the bank, but sh*t is not a joke
say he got a problem? imaginary smoke
n*gga said it’s up, then put it on the flo’
i done done it all, feel like shawty lo
laughing to the bank, but sh*t is not a joke
say he got a problem? imaginary smoke
n*gga said it’s up, then put it on the flo’
[post*chorus]
i don’t know what y’all been told
big damez back on the map, what’s up?
that’s what’s hannenin’

[verse 2]
f*ck sh*t up in brooklyn then i’m piping up in dallas
n*gga spent some racks on me then took me right back to his palace
god keep blessing me, i move with pure intentions never malice
foot been on these n*ggas necks so long it probably got some callus
aye, i was busy taking care of business now i’m amped up
he stay on my page taking notes, his wrist be cramped up
street cred just like my passport, my sh*t stamped up
he be throwing shots online, in person lips be clamped up
shhhhh! that’s what the f*ck i thought
get sn*tched up if you act up, i can back up all the stuff i talk
big damez and ain’t n0body fresher, b*tch i’m pressure
while these n*ggas mid, got seeds in ’em, german whips i bees in ’em
quick talk need money bags, i ran it up like a running back
i’m first class, my n*ggas fly and they standing by like a buddy pass
real n*gga from the eastside, my wrist water, it’s seaside
my sh*t so hard aside from bops they streaming all of my b*sides
all my haters hurting, give these hoes a gauze
i ride him ’til i can’t no more i feel like lil’ nas
who said i wasn’t him? i swear somebody lied
but ima make ‘em eat they words i put that on the guys
[hook]
i done done it all, feel like shawty lo
laughing to the bank, but sh*t is not a joke
say he got a problem? imaginary smoke
n*gga said it’s up, then put it on the flo’ (b*tch)
i done done it all, feel like shawty lo
laughing to the bank, but sh*t is not a joke
say he got a problem? imaginary smoke
n*gga said it’s up, then put it on the flo’

[post*chorus]
i don’t know what y’all been told
big damez back on the map, what’s up?
that’s what’s hannenin’

big damez

- damez lyrics

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