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    "Watchin' Me" Lyrics

    Da Sip

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    Yeah!
    Uh uhh uh-uhh, boom boom boom
    D-R-E!
    Say it with me niggaz, boom boom
    And Jay-Z!
    Boom boom boom boom
    What the fuck?!
    Boom boom boom boom
    Watch me!
    Jigga-Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
    Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom booom
    Compton!
    Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo,
    C'mon!

    You gotta, pop that styles, rock that watch dial
    See that Benz? Cop that now
    Drop-that-top-down, they gon' kill us anyway
    Them cops uptown hit holmes with forty-one rounds
    Live yo' life, get yo' ice
    She been with you since day one nigga, trick on yo' wife
    Spend that dough, when in doubt, take that trip
    She ain't livin for the moment homey shake that bitch
    He that cool, he can't take you nowhere? Then leave that fool
    Be that rude if he that cool
    Save for what? Ball til your days is up
    This place is fucked, all type of AIDS and such
    How they make it where you afraid to fuck
    They gave us drugs then turned around and investigated us
    Life is short, then you on life support
    So in between it all I'ma say I seen it all, watch me

    Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
    And tell me you won't ball every chance you get (uhh, watch me)
    At any, chance you hit (that's right) we live for the moment
    (yo, watch, watch) Makes sense don't it? Now make dollars
    (Watch me)You see me around some cheese
    (Watch me)See me with hustlers around them G's
    (Watch me)Blowin 'dro runnin through pounds of weed
    (Watch me)At the bar baby, round's on me
    (Watch me)

    Watch me turn somethin out of nothin, turn platinum from gold
    Watch me light the Cohiba off the Viking stove
    I take an empty bank account, fill it with oh's
    I take an empty building then I fill it with hoes
    Watch me, cop that Coupe, shine for the ladies
    Have em sayin, "Damn I never seen a watch that blue"
    And while they still mesmerized I pop that cooch'
    Shit, law enforcement couldn't stop that dude
    Guess who? Fresh off of "Volume 2"
    Back at you, peep the numbers my album do
    They call me Cham-pagne-hovah, wake up with a hangover
    When y'all think the game's over, do the same thing over
    Still with the same soldiers
    Still gettin brain and it's plain ain't a thang gon' change over
    Hop out the truck, hand on my cock and nuts
    Who got the bank, I'm stoppin it up, watch me

    Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
    And tell me you won't ball every chance you get (watch me)
    At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
    Makes sense don't it? Now make dollars
    (Watch me)You see me around some cheese
    (Watch me)Hangin with hustlers around them G's
    (Watch me)Blowin 'dro runnin through pounds of weed
    (Watch me)At the bar bitch, round's on me
    (Watch me)

    Yo the watch too rocky, need shades
    Continental sittin on blades, spinnin like waves
    Gun too Brock-y, behave
    Big shot, plus I'm feelin like Rocky these days
    Ice don't melt I could ski through a heatwave
    Nights won't help you see Jay, it'll be day
    My shit too bright, I rip through mics
    Plus I push more powder than Crystal Light
    Chick mad, said I hold my pistol too tight
    Get a grip bitch, this how I get through life
    I buy out the bar, spit Crist' through the mic
    See Jigga in the 6 and all the shit you like
    See Jigga givin dick to every bitch you like
    I told her, "It's Jay-Day and Hit-You-Night"
    You wanna, see me again you gotta get two dice
    I got rules I can't hit you twice, you heard me?
    Watch me

    Place yourself in the shoes of true felons (uh-huh)
    And tell me you won't ball every chance you get (that's right)
    At any, chance you hit, we live for the moment
    Makes sense don't it? Now make dollars
    (Watch me)You see me around some cheese
    (Watch me)See me with hustlers around them G's
    (Watch me)Blowin 'dro runnin through pounds of weed
    (Watch me)At the bar baby, round's on me
    (Watch me)
    (Watch me)You see me around some cheese
    (Watch me)Hangin with hustlers around them G's
    (Watch me)Blowin 'dro runnin through pounds of weed
    (Watch me)At the bar bitch, round's on me
    (Watch me)

    Uh-huh-uh uh-uhh uh-uhh.. uh
    Uh-huh-uh uh-uhh uh-uhh,
    Uh-huh-uh, Jigga Jigga shit huh?
    Uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, Brooklyn-Brooklyn shit huh?
    (Compton) Uh-huh-uh, Gotti Gotti shit huh?
    (C'mon) Uh-huh, uh-huh-uh, Lil' Rob shit huh?
    (C'mon) Uh-huh-uh-UHH, Roc-a-Fella shit y'all
    (C'mon) Uh-huh, uh-huh, murder murder shit y'all
    (Watch me!)
    This song was submitted on November 5th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Roba Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Jeffrey Atkins, Irving N Lorenzo, Robert N Mays.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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