slam that door 'Cause I don't give a damn I don't give a damn I don't give a damn - what you think of me I don't give a damn - what you think of me
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don't give a damn I don't give a damn I don't give a damn - what you think of me I don't give a damn - what you think of me Don'r you ever come back
ma always hit that [Hook: Janyce] (DMX) Give a hell what you say (You don't) I ain't never gon go away (You won't) I'ma stalk you till I find you (Been
can't accept that. Yo. Accept me for what I am. And what can I do? Cuz none of 'em give a damn. All they want is to drive a Mercedes. Have a million
you don't want none Zero, ziltch, nada, [Incomprehensible] That shut this through the [Incomprehensible] Now blow out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son Don't you wanna move? Don't
All night lover See the cheek Wanna see me make it speak Watch it while mommy teach it I won?t stutter I can tell You ain't never had a touch Order a
went and made you fly, put extras on your ride (Didn't miss a birthday, now you can't even remember mine) (You made it clear to me) You wasn't down
' Look at ma, still whippin' Still keep a strap, won't hesitate to give the kids whippins Tryin' to make it to heaven, still livin' Make a visit, stop
the game if you ain't even trying to ball I know pimpin ain't easy but damn you barely surviving We can't ride together cause you ain't driving (Common
know I hold it down player, you a dog I'm a real nigga, I ain't gon' stop accepting your phone call I'ma blow and toss a hoe for you like I'm supposed
They knock a patch out his black ass And that's the truth, you can't argue you at all Tryin' to give you ten years for a phone call Ain't even trippin
Still talkin' Bubba but I can't complete the sentence Y'all don't know me a'tall I say the same thang but slower than y'all A little Southern charm
panties in a ball Cuz I never done shit but get better and believin' in God And leavin' my mom at 15 with a dream and a cross A cross that I didn't see
A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of things Can't just accept the appearance Have to get the true essence [Talib Kweli] They ain't lookin
and we in control ('trol) "II Trill" comin through nigga, make a hole (make a hole) And we ain't askin you but one time Give a fuck if you pedestrian
