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Damn Video (MV)




Performed By: M.O.G
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Nathan Baribeau
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M.O.G - Damn Lyrics
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Cross you're crazy
Damn, all these drugs got me limping
All these hoes are so basic (yeah)
They're all rottin' my brain (yeah)
Like they think it's a game
I've been dreaming for a different fiction
A different life, where I can
Feel my breathing (damn)
To God, I've been pleading (damn)
But um, um, um, I'm weeping (um-um)
It's a lot, a lot, (huh, huh) to take in
A lot (huh, huh) so I give in, I sip (huh, huh)
Medicine, to ease the pain, it's getting
Boring
Another hoe, got me, finished
I might be a poet, like Jarad Higgins
(Like Juice)
With the love commotion
Through the motions (huh-huh)
Mixin' potions (huh-huh)
Feelin' like a different person (yeah, yeah)
When I walk in the room, (yeah, yeah)
I see different shapes And
Demons and faces, with the pills
I'm grieving
I see my early doom
Shoot the devil in the room (grah-grah)
Yeah, I think that do-do-do (paw-paw)
She a Pocohantas in the room (paw-paw)
She a Rihanna, she Ariana
Need a barista, gon' take me a grande
Hit her with that olé, hit her with that olé, Hit her with that olé
Hit her with that 38' special
From the hood, it's ghetto
From NYC, like I'm Melo
F*ck all your folks, they not my fellows
I'm an emoji, I'm yellow
Eating cheetos, eating oreos
And Mcdonald's to fill my hunger lil' hoe
I rap, I sing, I flow (pew, pew)
With TT, got hibachi in the studio, let's go
(Paw, ha-ha, ah)
Yeah, ah, yeah, ah, grah, pew, pew, pew
Grah, grah, grah, damn, damn, damn
Grah, grah, grah, ah, pew, pew, pew, pew
Grah, ah
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English

Cross you're crazy
Damn, all these drugs got me limping
All these hoes are so basic (yeah)
They're all rottin' my brain (yeah)
Like they think it's a game
I've been dreaming for a different fiction
A different life, where I can
Feel my breathing (damn)
To God, I've been pleading (damn)
But um, um, um, I'm weeping (um-um)
It's a lot, a lot, (huh, huh) to take in
A lot (huh, huh) so I give in, I sip (huh, huh)
Medicine, to ease the pain, it's getting
Boring
Another hoe, got me, finished
I might be a poet, like Jarad Higgins
(Like Juice)
With the love commotion
Through the motions (huh-huh)
Mixin' potions (huh-huh)
Feelin' like a different person (yeah, yeah)
When I walk in the room, (yeah, yeah)
I see different shapes And
Demons and faces, with the pills
I'm grieving
I see my early doom
Shoot the devil in the room (grah-grah)
Yeah, I think that do-do-do (paw-paw)
She a Pocohantas in the room (paw-paw)
She a Rihanna, she Ariana
Need a barista, gon' take me a grande
Hit her with that olé, hit her with that olé, Hit her with that olé
Hit her with that 38' special
From the hood, it's ghetto
From NYC, like I'm Melo
F*ck all your folks, they not my fellows
I'm an emoji, I'm yellow
Eating cheetos, eating oreos
And Mcdonald's to fill my hunger lil' hoe
I rap, I sing, I flow (pew, pew)
With TT, got hibachi in the studio, let's go
(Paw, ha-ha, ah)
Yeah, ah, yeah, ah, grah, pew, pew, pew
Grah, grah, grah, damn, damn, damn
Grah, grah, grah, ah, pew, pew, pew, pew
Grah, ah
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Writer: Nathan Baribeau
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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