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Uh, Def Jam

Uh, Ruff Ryders

Uh, my nigga TP, creep with me

Why is it every move I make turns out to be a bad one?

Where's my guardian angel? Need one, wish I had one

I'm right here, shorty, and I'ma hold you down

You trying to fuck all these bitches? I'ma show you how

But who-? (Name's D, like you, but my friends call me Damien)

And I'ma put you hip to something (uh-huh) about this game we in

You and me could take it there, and you'll be

The hottest nigga ever living (that's a given?) You'll see

Hmm, that's what I've been wanting all my life

Thinkin' about my little man, so I call my wife

Well, your dada is about to make it happen

(What you mean, my nigga?) I'm about to make it rapping

Today I met this cat, he said his name was Damien

He thinks that we're a lot alike and wants to be my friend

(You mean like Chuckie?) Ha ha, yeah, just like Chuckie

(Dada, looks like we both lucky) Yeah

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gon' see him if you living in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gon' see him if you living in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gon' see him if you living in the fog?

The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog

How you gon' see him if you living in the fog?

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