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Damn damn James

Dickie shorts and clean
Leanin', checking out the
boys, blizzes lit
Ridin' out, shit
Nigga you wanna go?
You know the club don't close 'til
Let's 'til we can't no more
out here come the folks (Damn - oh lord)

As the plot it gives me the dickens
Reminiscent of Charles a discotheque
Nestled in the of Niggaville, USA
Via Atlanta, Georgia a spot where
men and young women go to experience
They first taste of the night life
Me? Well never been there; well perhaps once
But I, was so engulfed in the E
I never made it to the you speak of, hard core
While the DJ out all the problems
And the of the day
While this bow-legged girl fine as all outdoors
Lulls lukewarm lullabies in your ear
Competing "Set it Off," in the right
But it all blends perfectly let the tell it
"Hey hey look they playin' our song"
And the crowd goes as if
has just won the fight
But in actuality it's about 3 A.M
And three niggas just don' got
Off in the (sliced up)
Two niggas don' bustin' (wham wham)
And one nigga don' his shirt off talkin' 'bout
"Now who else wanna fuck with Courts?"
just my interpretation of the situation

Damn damn James