Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Vocals
Emma Frost
Emma Frost
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Yates
Aaron Yates
Songwriter
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Speak-a my language?
People I hang wit'
You can't find this in your big book
Never head before, my crew, bitch, look
[Verse 2]
Hellurr, straight Crown and a burr
And after I'm finished, you know I'ma drink some more
But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin', listen
I spot them chickens, never slippin' like a transmission
You like Bailey's, I like ladies, I'm quite crazy
And maybe a little shady to hit tonight, baby
Cookies I gotta bang, they wanna hang wit' a real ****
All day, every day, by myself, not a gang
Wanna go night-night, ****?
I'm so nice I lit up, like a Swisher
I don't know why that bitta
Won't stroke by my n-nuts
Piper getcha
W-w-w-witch, if you hide the puta
Away from me, then you can blow me like a hookah
They know I'm a crowded prusta
On the pooty tang, your booty bang
And I wish I was your loofah
Ooh, you're sweeter than Dean and DeLuca
Tryin' to boost you, this my number that I shoot ya
[Verse 3]
Ah, so hot I need a fan on me (Uh-huh)
E'rybody wanna land on me (Uh-huh)
So come on and put your hand on me (Uh-huh)
Now what's damn wit' a "wham" on it?
[Verse 4]
(Dwamn) Like bam, like blow, like
(Dwamn) Like bam, like wow, like
(Dwamn) Say it, bitch (Say what?)
Okay, ma'am, that's enough to make the whole spot say (Dwamn)
[Verse 5]
Sound like when somebody get hit on Batman
Always lookin' for the pussy, CAT scan
Booty's always bein' watched, black man
Never get caught up messing around in the flat land
I solemnly swear to beat punini
Jiggly Jello off in a petite bikini
Women waiting in line to meet my weenie
Wanna see me go Gandolfini
Won't you let me reach the creamy?
Ain't nobody got time for that
But I got time for gettin' you behind the clap (Dwamn)
Drew, Rock, Troy, Mike, Rich
Brian Dennis made the Nina put the dwamn on the (Dwitch)
We drinkin', we thinkin'
We linkin' with ladies 'cause they winkin'
Now I can say "damn", but that ain't big
Sayin' "dwamn" say you seen a whole lot, dig?
[Verse 6]
Ah, so hot I need a fan on me (Uh-huh)
E'rybody wanna land on me (Uh-huh)
So come on and put your hand on me (Uh-huh)
Now what's damn wit' a "wham" on it?
[Verse 7]
(Dwamn) Like bam, like blow, like
(Dwamn) Like bam, like wow, like
(Dwamn) Say it, bitch (Say what?)
Okay, ma'am, that's enough to make the whole spot say (Dwamn)
[Verse 8]
I cross my heart like a peacoat
If you bring it here, I'ma throw C notes
Let me float off in your water like a sea boat
She choked, guess she didn't have a deep throat
"Dwamn" is when it's impressive (Uh)
"Dwamn" is you seein' someone on some next shit
"Dwamn" is when you listenin' to Nina Tech spit, that's it
But look at the big rumper on that bitch
[Verse 9]
Girl I ain't seen in a while
No longer teen in her style
Butt seams and jeans in a blouse, like (Bam)
Like blow, like blam, like wow, like
[Verse 10]
(Dwamn) Like bam, like blow, like
(Dwamn) Like bam, like wow, like
(Dwamn) Say it, bitch (Say what?)
Okay, ma'am, that's enough to make the whole spot say (Dwamn)
Written by: Tech N9ne
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