D12 - I'll Be Damned lyrics

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I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money
Hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid
You done pressed your luck


I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned

You damn right, yes I love menage-a-trois
And I got drawers as big as guys's big "wah"
I'm a Trick Daddy nigga
So bitch how you figure
That I wouldn't turn my niggas on
To you when I hit ya
I probably could forget ya if
I hadn't been drunk
But your badunkadunk, keep my mind on hump
When my mind's on hump it mean
My 9's in the trunk
And Denaun got a line for
Every fine bitch I hunt
Not once, twice, but three times the lover
That your man is, and I'm a freak undercover
I got plans for you, trick
I don't need a baby mother
I got five of them motherfuckers
Trying to smother me already
We can't go steady, but you can give me head
Give me that, get the hell out my bed
And leave the shed my chapped lips will cut
Nipples when breast fed
And on the way, leave the bread with Achmed
I'd love for you to stay
But I got another date
With a fat chick that eat cake on play skates
She rubbed my funky ass feet
And feed me grapes plus my man in the closet
Ran out of videotape

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money
Hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid
You done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned

I'mma make this one thing clear
Ain't no woman here gon' ruin my career
All the hell you doing is pursuing a dream
That's when you find out that life
Ain't truly what it seems
All these hoes be lying
Bullshitting each other
And why the hell Kobe Bryant
Didn't wear a rubber?
He might as well have went and told
The ho that he love her
I'm sure as hell ain't gonna go
To court for my mother
Or my wife, and my sisters
So motherfuck a mistress
They signing a contract before
These bitches hit this
Never will a woman take me out that way
I keep a RCA camera
In their motherfucking face

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money
Hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid
You done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned

What's your name again? It doesn't matter
(Fat motherfucker)
My name is Bizzy, a bodyguard for Mr mathers
Sit down girl, let me get you a drink
I'mma buy you a mink
And rape you on the sink
From day one, I knew you was a ho
I put a rubber on my toe
And fucked you some mo'
Turn around, let me see your nasty ass
Put on a Jason mask while I
Take off your maxi pad

These hoes be on some bullshit
Always trying to pull shit
Outta they ass, get mad and put you on blast
Tell 'em bitches how she
Fucked you, sucked you, put it on you
Boned you, yapping off with they mouth
Saying she loved you
All on your dick, calling your phone
Spazzing and shit
Having a fit until you feel
Like calling it quit's
Then she starts calling your
Chick wanting to fight
Every time you show up at a gig
She front row with her friends
Flipping you off follow you to the bar
The bathroom
The parking lot, to the car, pissing you off
Until you blackout
Now you and the ho is having a scrap out
You get locked up for assault
And now you assed out

I ain't set the stroke and I ain't for games
I just came to fuck and maybe get some brain
I got a woman at the crib so I ain't your man
I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned
You know all I really wanna do is fuck
I ain't gon' let a money
Hungry women set me up
And if you think I'm that stupid
You done pressed your luck
I'll be damned, I'll be damned
I'll be damned