Bouty Johnson - Like Damm Lyrics

It's your boy Bouty
Kill this beat dawg
You know that's what it is
Every nigga gon' feel this
And I'm like Dam
Rap like saran mad tight
Your flows bushy like a fat dyke
Y'all got no pussy like y'all on the crack pipe
Even your mom and dad say that's a sad sight
Act right, but bitch you act wrong
Sad songs don't last long, I make your cash gone
What I mean man, I make your cash disappear
Dash through the rear of your crib
Take your whole stash
Even take the beers out your fridge
Give a f*ck about your kids, yeah I'm pissin' in they crib
Lace they pacifiers with gas
And throw a match and lighter
If you askin' any questions
Bitch, you get to smack reminder right up in yo' face
How does it taste, kinda like black vagina
That's where my fingers were up in, no lube, just mad saliva
That's for when I put it in her ass, I f*ck up her back alignment
Sinix get the track rewinding, status rhymin', platinum diamond
I get it goin' like a spiff of Piff is blowin
Or a clip is loaded, extended footage of a terrific moment
Sip a 40, then I get promoted
Stick a shorty till my dicks exploded
They lookin' for me in the forest, but I don't belong in the woods
Like a white boy with a bong in the hood
That's me exactly the songs understood
If you still don't get it, you can keep actin' ignorant
I will smack you so hard, bitch, I'm f*ckin' up your pigment like, damn
You know it's Zseni House, motherf*cker
And I ain't talkin' plant tissue
If you wonderin', I am the dude
You ain't that dude, you eat cat food
You get dropped like that dude Papoose
You got broccoli, Timbs, and cabbage suits
You get shot for your green, you get stabbed for loot
You got pots full of steam, your beef is fastly stewed
Like a heroin fiend in the afternoon
Asking Drew if he can get a new capsule
And then I tell him, no, and he think that's bull
I'm two-thirds Jabbar, bitch, Kareem Abdul
I'm that tall with fat balls, my penis ooze
Right on top of a bitch who realize dreams ain't true
You can keep striving, you can move to Hollywood
I'm straight heat rhymin', droppin' a diamond, it would all be good
If these lyrical gems that Im droppin
Turned into spiritual trends that you flock in that fill the venues
More than the biggest of concerts, you know that shit
When they touch your head, and you pass out
While your girl's gettin' f*cked in your bed
With her ass out, screamin' for more semen galore
If you hear a knock with a cock, bitch, you know it's me at the door
And then I'm comin' in, with or without the latex
I could come in her mouth and she could spit out the safe sex
Motherf*ckers
Bouty
Zsenki
Crib house
Stable
We got hospitality for real MCs, you know what I'm sayin'
We like Dam
We like Dam