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Dayum! Video (MV)




Performed By: Plies
Length: 4:11
Written by: Algernod Lanier Washington




Plies - Dayum! Lyrics




I'm the muthaf*ckin' nigga in yo city, nigga and in mine
Tell that hoe to leave me lone, nigga I only f*ck wit' dimes
Got these niggas threatenin' hoes, making 'em take my posts down
Since you bein' petty, pussy nigga I'mma f*ck her now
Tell when niggas money gettin' funny, let their bitches go
Long story short, stay in yo lane, can't afford the hoe
I'm in the club smoking dope, I'm in the back I'm all bezel'd up
Text a hoe and told her I'm on my way, I'm finna wet her up
Too many niggas biting now, had to switch up on the jeweler
Pwussy bought the same watch, had to switch up on the Muller
Ridin' in that seven Deuce, big brother was in the Buick
Yo ass in trouble, swear to God 50 shooters
Ridin' to that hot boy, I'm a muthaf*ckin' hot boy
Lil nigga in a big body, bitch just look like Shaq car
Tear drops in yo face and you ain't killed nuttin' what the tats for?
Blew an M in one day, that's what you called a sack boy
Might do me a free show, send the money straight to me
No I ain't never met the nigga, I just like to keep it G
Y'all niggas be ballin' and y'all dawgs be in row 6
Balling like a muthaf*cka, but you ain't signed yo dogs yet

Uh! That's a muthaf*ckin' nigga fo' ya
I'mma keep f*ckin' these bitches, takin' pictures fo' ya
First day you come home, I bought a chicken fo' ya
Ain't talkin' Popeyes, I'm talkin' 36 stallions
The only nigga made 20 Ms and ain't neva did a Summer Jam
No disrespect that New York City bitch
But I blew without summer jam
Never seen a nigga try to slam me and slam his damn self
With a 100 grand in my pocket
Nigga I'll beat yo lil ass half to death
Chopper game serious nigga, hands on Mayweather level
Big brother always told me, you can't show love to these pussies
If you eva, ever, ever, ever, eva try me
Swear to God on a stack of Bibles, pussy better kill me
By the time security got to me, he was already sleep
I done got back onstage nigga and start doing me
Heard they sneak dissing now, I got the 'Gram on fleek
Google your net worth pussy nigga, tell me what you see
I'll bet an M to your ten stacks, it ain't more than me
You ain't really eatin' nigga, you need to grind more than me
Y'all pussies got me out here, boy
I'm right at home when I'm out here, boy
Two thangs in this world I ain't see
And that's an UFO, nigga, and a bitch that I need
These niggas want me take an L so bad but
How I look at it, shit it can't even help
Nigga ask me the otha day damn, why they so mad?
I told 'em I don't know dawg, I'm just tryna get fat, damn
I'm celebrating, popping bottles hoe
If you ain't tryna f*ck, I don't want you in my section, hoe
Say she think that she pregnant, bitch
I told 'er ain't no pregnant bitch
Ain't no Hollywood ass nigga, I'm a project ass nigga
'Bout ten years ago I was a 100 grand nigga
I got that base steady flippin' like Tucan Sam nigga
I'm up in Dennys talking shit, I'm eatin' a grand slam, nigga
Real recognize real, and y'all niggas don't look familiar
She say her pwussy always good bitch
Like it's sweet pwussy Saturday, nigga

They shoulda clipped me when I was a puppy, now I'm a full grown dawg
I buy all brand new, I leave my old shit in the mall
She said she ain't f*ckin' none, I said, bitch don't even call
Bitch I paid my own self, bitch I'm my own boss, yeah
If the pwussy good, talk to me
If you a pwussy, you can't walk with me
Got some money, nigga, shine with me
My day 1's on top with me
It's one in the mornin', my old bitch callin'
She tell me what I'm doin'
I text her back, bitch ballin'
We in front of the club with the top off
I'm just tryna get more rocks off
Feel lucky if you want it, nigga
And get yo pussy ass knocked off
I'm just walkin' round this muthaf*cka lookin' like a key
Y'all hatin' ass niggas lookin' like an oz
I done played the offense, nigga, y'all played the D
Gimme guns, reef dog I'm goin' throw hundred in these seats, dayum!
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I'm the muthaf*ckin' nigga in yo city, nigga and in mine
Tell that hoe to leave me lone, nigga I only f*ck wit' dimes
Got these niggas threatenin' hoes, making 'em take my posts down
Since you bein' petty, pussy nigga I'mma f*ck her now
Tell when niggas money gettin' funny, let their bitches go
Long story short, stay in yo lane, can't afford the hoe
I'm in the club smoking dope, I'm in the back I'm all bezel'd up
Text a hoe and told her I'm on my way, I'm finna wet her up
Too many niggas biting now, had to switch up on the jeweler
Pwussy bought the same watch, had to switch up on the Muller
Ridin' in that seven Deuce, big brother was in the Buick
Yo ass in trouble, swear to God 50 shooters
Ridin' to that hot boy, I'm a muthaf*ckin' hot boy
Lil nigga in a big body, bitch just look like Shaq car
Tear drops in yo face and you ain't killed nuttin' what the tats for?
Blew an M in one day, that's what you called a sack boy
Might do me a free show, send the money straight to me
No I ain't never met the nigga, I just like to keep it G
Y'all niggas be ballin' and y'all dawgs be in row 6
Balling like a muthaf*cka, but you ain't signed yo dogs yet

Uh! That's a muthaf*ckin' nigga fo' ya
I'mma keep f*ckin' these bitches, takin' pictures fo' ya
First day you come home, I bought a chicken fo' ya
Ain't talkin' Popeyes, I'm talkin' 36 stallions
The only nigga made 20 Ms and ain't neva did a Summer Jam
No disrespect that New York City bitch
But I blew without summer jam
Never seen a nigga try to slam me and slam his damn self
With a 100 grand in my pocket
Nigga I'll beat yo lil ass half to death
Chopper game serious nigga, hands on Mayweather level
Big brother always told me, you can't show love to these pussies
If you eva, ever, ever, ever, eva try me
Swear to God on a stack of Bibles, pussy better kill me
By the time security got to me, he was already sleep
I done got back onstage nigga and start doing me
Heard they sneak dissing now, I got the 'Gram on fleek
Google your net worth pussy nigga, tell me what you see
I'll bet an M to your ten stacks, it ain't more than me
You ain't really eatin' nigga, you need to grind more than me
Y'all pussies got me out here, boy
I'm right at home when I'm out here, boy
Two thangs in this world I ain't see
And that's an UFO, nigga, and a bitch that I need
These niggas want me take an L so bad but
How I look at it, shit it can't even help
Nigga ask me the otha day damn, why they so mad?
I told 'em I don't know dawg, I'm just tryna get fat, damn
I'm celebrating, popping bottles hoe
If you ain't tryna f*ck, I don't want you in my section, hoe
Say she think that she pregnant, bitch
I told 'er ain't no pregnant bitch
Ain't no Hollywood ass nigga, I'm a project ass nigga
'Bout ten years ago I was a 100 grand nigga
I got that base steady flippin' like Tucan Sam nigga
I'm up in Dennys talking shit, I'm eatin' a grand slam, nigga
Real recognize real, and y'all niggas don't look familiar
She say her pwussy always good bitch
Like it's sweet pwussy Saturday, nigga

They shoulda clipped me when I was a puppy, now I'm a full grown dawg
I buy all brand new, I leave my old shit in the mall
She said she ain't f*ckin' none, I said, bitch don't even call
Bitch I paid my own self, bitch I'm my own boss, yeah
If the pwussy good, talk to me
If you a pwussy, you can't walk with me
Got some money, nigga, shine with me
My day 1's on top with me
It's one in the mornin', my old bitch callin'
She tell me what I'm doin'
I text her back, bitch ballin'
We in front of the club with the top off
I'm just tryna get more rocks off
Feel lucky if you want it, nigga
And get yo pussy ass knocked off
I'm just walkin' round this muthaf*cka lookin' like a key
Y'all hatin' ass niggas lookin' like an oz
I done played the offense, nigga, y'all played the D
Gimme guns, reef dog I'm goin' throw hundred in these seats, dayum!
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Writer: Algernod Lanier Washington
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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