Damn! YoungBlood​Z (Ft. Lil Jon)

[Verse 1: Sean Paul]
They calling me to come back to the streets
Sean P., aka "A Sharp Crease"
Said it was necessary, these sucka niggas out here very scary
They cuffing hoes, they living in the month of February
OK then, put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in your door and have my folks bring them K's in
I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C
It ain't a hoe out there, for real, who don't know bout me
Bitch I'm for sure with it
Don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac
Bitch I will go get it
And I ain't selfish, I will let you and your ho feel it
Won't catch me sipping on no Cris and got a cold belly
It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sipping
Coming straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave them under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make you bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make you mug then slug ya, yeah

[Chorus: Sean Paul & Lil' Jon]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck (Hey!)
(Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit!
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit!
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit!
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit!)