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gu!lty - dam!sam lyrics

[intro * steven rodriguez]
y’all know dam!sam?

[dam!sam]
i do b*tch!

[verse 1 * dam!sam]
even diddy kong couldn’t get more monkey than me
doggy, did ya know, ya biddy give that monkey for free?
thought i was winston cause, with this d*ck i’m seminole*ing
to a vixen, yes sir, i’m holy
now she want me put a thick rod where her holes be
her boyfriend tried blocking sh*t, i dropped that goalie
bet ya ain’t crazy, nor nuts, boy hold these
yeah, vito got the game wrap, sam rolled a camo
we gon’ keep on dumpin’ at you b*st*rds, plenty ammo
what up, chump? yeah this stockpile ample
finna get amped up and buck em’ with the antlers
choke out that busta, dos anos
brokе his nose, both hands, dos manos
yasuke and june dеfinition of some cancer
mayday flight, direct, b*tch, no stopovers
i’mma wake em’ in the morning, but i’m not folgers
talkin’ bout my momma, b*tch you need to stop chokin’
on my wood, d*ck ridin’ ass boy
sound like you never read a book, blind ass boy
[verse 2 * vito davinci]
who’s chevelle, are you kidding me?
he’ll only say n*gga around that n*gga t
i would call him sasquatch if he had bigger feet
nothing but a have*not with a sick disease
stop it
antioch version of andy millonokis, he’s bodied
fat ass pervert, peeping tom, watching
ironic, cause you’re not heard of til’ you’re done, i promise
i’m k!lling n*ggas, i k!ll you n*ggas, when it comes to rhyming
get pilled up b*tches, you feel on b*tches, when they’re unconscious
vito be spitting, i p*ss and sh*t on your sk!lls regardless
you know what’s missing? his neck, bet he don’t even swallow
smelling like unwashed flesh, bet he don’t clean tomorrow
overall, you’re overweight, you overthink, don’t over*pace your heart
gummy worm d*ck don’t work, cocaine around your nose
might see the dust fall, call him chevy dustball
signed by davinci
p.s, f*ck y’all

[verse 3 * dam!sam]
you couldn’t even bag a side piece, you had to rape b*tches
tryna feed that fat f*ck hot grease until he ain’t living
thought you had me down? i’m back up, in yo face diddy
hbk on yo ass, dx who i got with me
quit tryna claim you got dollars, that’s yo pop’s, silly
go to prison, brock turner, you should rot with em’
soft as a third grade dodgeball class
you a nerd, you a rapist, boy i’m on y’all ass
if you rock with him, you a rape apologist, f*ck you
got no f*cking clue how your momma could love you
busta, you f*cked up
finna be in cuffs, turn to once*was
got what the people need, oncler
hearst helmsley, dam hunter
what you sell g, i want none of
funk smelling weed, yeah i got a bundle
for this funky ass beef, boy it’s donezo

- damsam lyrics

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