Damn! - YoungBloodZ ft Lil Jon (lyrics) Okay, yeah, okay, okay (yeah, yeah) Okay, okay, okay, this Sean Paul (yeah) Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz (yeah, yeah) You already know how we do it homeboy (what? What?) It\u0027s A-Town (105 Road) (okay, what? What?) Yeah, it\u0027s A-Town (Eastside for dem hoes) Attic Crew you already know (okay, what? What?) Lil John, Eastside Boyz (yeah) And yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like this here boy (let\u0027s go) They callin\u0027 me To come back to the streets, Sean P. A.K.A A Sharp Crease, said it was necessary These sucka niggas out here very scary They come from the hole they livin\u0027 in the month of February Ok then, put a sissy nigga on display then Kick in yo\u0027 door and have my folk dem bring dem K\u0027s in I\u0027m still Attic, A-double-T-I-C It ain\u0027t a hoe out there fo\u0027 real who don\u0027t know \u0027bout me Bitch I\u0027m fo\u0027 sho wit it Don\u0027t make me pop that trunk to the \u0027Lac, bitch I will go get it And I ain\u0027t selfish, I will let you and your ho feel it Won\u0027t catch me sippin\u0027 on no Cris and got a cold billy It\u0027s Youngbloodz, A-Town, malt liquor sippin\u0027 Comin\u0027 straight from the gutter Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave \u0027em under a cover Lil John, he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber Sean Paul, he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya, yeah If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) I post up get to it, drink hand in hand They call me Mr. Herringbone \u0027cause that\u0027s my right hand man Old school, straight foolish like no other indeed With Lil John it\u0027s Youngbloodz they crunk as can be Attic Crew 105 that\u0027s if you lookin\u0027 to rumble Cock back and bust aim now I done got yo\u0027 number In the club you gon\u0027 feel it when it drop this summer Like rain we gon\u0027 pour and hit you hard like thunder \u0027Cause in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table Where dem niggas pimp hoes in fly suits and gators In my Chevy so super I\u0027m the one to call Just dial 1-800-430 slash Alcohol And dawg I\u0027m not the one that you really just want to clown I\u0027m cool in my way, but shit still I shut \u0027em down And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool In the cut \u0027bout slizzard somewhere that\u0027s how we do (yeah) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up And you gon\u0027 need more than stitches to patch that leak up Chump like re-up, I\u0027m all TB\u0027d up With the plush leather guts steady grippin\u0027 the butt Oh, you fo\u0027 sho with it Oh, pull yo\u0027 pistol, show a nigga you ain\u0027t ho with it And I ain\u0027t selfish I will let you and your folk feel it Talkin\u0027 big boy shit Mean muggin\u0027 like a motherfucker with my hand on my dick (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) \u0027Cause off the rip we keep it jumpin\u0027 like it ain\u0027t nothin\u0027 new We started off with Shake Em Off, so look partner, oh, guess who? (Who) It\u0027s them boys from the bottom who took you down 85 And hit you with that U-Way, so look here, don\u0027t be surprised We buckin\u0027 blowin\u0027 chillin\u0027 and sippin\u0027 on something good I\u0027m peepin\u0027 out the scenery and wishin\u0027 a nigga would In case it just might pop, I\u0027m \u0027bout ready to lock and load To take you through the South to show you how we throw dem bows (yeah) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) (yeah) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) If you don\u0027t give a damn, we don\u0027t give a fuck (hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey) Don\u0027t start no shit, it won\u0027t be no shit (what? What? What? Hey)