Skippa Da Flippa feat. Sauce Walka – D.A.M.N (Music Video)

Lyrics to “D.A.M.N” performed by Skippa Da Flippa feat. Sauce Walka

Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters

Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See.. is Semi not on me
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely

I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked
Meet my b*tch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn

Why would I care
Me and money I think’s the perfect pair
I gotta go hard, my n*ggas, I share
I am so icy, call me Flip LaFlare
I’m havin’, I pop an Addy, then add it
I win the race even when I’m in traffic

But I’m strapping
You know that I am well past ya
I’m Madden, you can call me Flip McDabbin’
Damn, damn, damn, damn
Throw the work like I’m Pam
Jacket made out of lamb, bought my bro a trans-am

This is really who I am, damn
Water, water, water, water, water been, Flip a baller
Skippa Flippa been a baller, she ready every time I call her
Couple bags what I bought her

Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters

Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See? Is Semi not on me
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely

I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked
Meet my b*tch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn

Sauce got it, never gave a damn
B*tch I need the jelly, you can keep the jam
Horse mouth, b*tch, like Pam
Blowin’ up my inbox like spam
Little bitty b*tch you a boca boo
How could I go hit the club with you
How could I go make a dub with you
You f*ckin’ for free and you prostitute

Is you a boss b*tch or lost b*tch
Hi, my name is Albert, I drip sauce, b*tch
I could get you a house, b*tch
Ain’t you sleepin’ on a couch, b*tch
I got diamonds in my mouth, b*tch
$20,000 on the outfit
Shootin’ movies like Brad Pitt
Talkin’ cash sh*t, yeah, spazz, b*tch

Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a dam
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters

Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See.. is Semi not on me
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely

I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked
Meet my b*tch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn

Roll up the cookie, I came a long way from being a rookie
Before I got kicked out I always played hooky
I am Lil Flippa, I’m close to the edge but don’t push me D.A.M.N.
My best friend name is Benjamin
Another night, another show, another 10
I rock the stage, they tell me come again

Hold up, I drop an eight in a liter
I thank God that I’m the Siamese Lisa
Having ENT and I am the leader
Run out of cash and I swipe on the VISA
Oh please sir, I smoke zip on a cheetah
Double park the ‘Rari, don’t pay the meter

… so he flex the Lamb
Tell him do tricks while I ghostride the Bimmer
Kill Bill, pop a seal, can you really keep it real
If you hatin’ now, you been hatin’
It means you’re fake, and this is really how I feel

Vacay I took in the cabins
Never ask John Madden, ask McFadden
I’m havin’ karats, and I’m not ashin’
Choppas do damage and I’m still dabbin

Older drop, drip top
VS1, there’s no tickin’ in my Rollie watch
Flip a pack, watch it lock non-stop
Ziploc, now my diamonds like a damn
We don’t fold under pressure
I change the cars like the kids change semesters

Fall back a little if you think he’s extra
I’m very humble, but I never gave a damn
See? Is Semi not on me
You can’t be real, so you fake and phony
I grip that stick a lot more when I’m lonely

I’m ready like Tony ’cause I ain’t ever gave a damn
Black op, shellshocked
Meet my b*tch and then we lip lock
His and hers Lambs, I drive mine in flip-flops
I’m from the Nawf, I ain’t ever gave a damn, Flippa…

➤ Produced by Stroud
Album: Flippa McFadden 2
Skippa Da Flippa & Sauce Walka 2018