Dammit Man - Pitbull, Piccallo

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

I’ma kill 'em in the club with this one

I’ma tear the club the fuck up

I’ma have 'em goin' to war over this one partna, just listen

If you don’t want those things to click-clack

Take a few steps back because I’m playin fo' keeps

Go ahead keep playin with me and watch how I hit 'em in the head once again

For those who didn’t believe in the kid y’all might as well be dead

Because what y’all thought couldn’t be done, I did

I’m like Ray Charles dawg, I don’t see none of y’all

I’m blind to the fact that half of y’all rap and I’m outrunnin y’all

When I hit 'em from the back I got them mami’s saying dammit man

When I put it in they mouth I got them mami’s saying duh-huh-huh-muhh (Time out!

Whooo)

When I hit 'em from the back I got them mami’s saying dammit man

When I put it in they mouth I got them mami’s saying duh-huh-huh-muhh

Put that up dammit

But me and you both know that these niggas ain’t ready

They’re just too petty, I’m just too deadly (Whoo!)

When you see dem boys 'round your way, holla dammit man!

(Dammit man!)

(What? Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

Pitbull’s that underrated underdog killin' the underground

But that’s just an understatement

It’s hard to understand why I’m still underpaid

Just look in my blue eyes and see the hunger and pain, dammit man

But I don’t plan it man because I do what I wanna do

Move what I wanna move

Y’all gonna see what I mean when I live out my dreams

I’mma tell you like Biggie told me, cash rules everything around me

I could give a fuck about what you say about me

Cause when those things get pulled out and squeezed they’ll spray about three

Hit 'em up, wet 'em up, get 'em up, give it up, thats how it goes

Pit’s gon spit it up, flip it up, rip it up, but I’m a pro

(Time out! Whooo)

Hit 'em up, wet 'em up, get 'em up, give it up, thats how it goes

Pit’s gon spit it up, flip it up, rip it up, but I’m a pro

So all ya’ll amateur ass niggas do-don't try this shit at home

Pit’s co-co-comin, runnin, gunnin fo-for that throne

When you see dem boys 'round your way, holla dammit man!

(Dammit man!)

(What? Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

(Fuck with us, what)

Y’all really can’t fuck with us

Y’all really can’t fuck with us