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G-Unit

Watch Me

 

Watch Me

(альбом: The Beauty Of Independence - 2014)


[Intro: 50 Cent]
G-Unit in the house

[Hook: Young Buck]
I got 'em watching me
Look how I'm moving
I got 'em watching me
Look what I'm doing (hol' up now)
They watching me
I keep it moving
And since they watching me
This how I'm doing
Rock and rolling on 'em

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
100 bottles, give me every bottle in this bitch
Where she at?
I want every model in this bitch
Blow the check, these hoes wanna know just who I am
Taking pictures, trynna do it for they Instagram
Presidential Roley, bezel got them big boogers
Fuck the home, shout-out to the real cookers
Gold chains, couple Audemars and Cartiers
We charter Lears; these hoes know the party here

[Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]
Blowin on that killa kill, neck on chilly-chill
Baby, let me get a feel; show me that it's really real
Bad bitch from Cashville, met her up in Club Liv
Don't care who you man is, long as he ain't up in here
Ain't nothing changed, still the same ol' two-step
I don' had some A-1 hoes, and a few Fs
I done order bottles, 100 bottles and got two left
Somebody got bust upside the head, G-Unit there

[Hook: Young Buck]

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Hol' up, I think I love these hoes
A nigga trynna fuck 'em all
I'm lit up in this bitch, balling
I would blow it boy
No suckers in my section
Oh no, no, no, my shit legit
You niggas get to flexing
Bitch and I will get ya hit
I got a paper route
A nigga getting plenty bread
Oyster perpetual
You niggas know what time it is
Stance like a b-boy
Just like a d-boy
Yeah, I'm a g, boy
You know it's me, boy

[Verse 4: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, I think I'm gon' remain reclined and count
So many girls, it take a hour for me to shout 'em out
The coupe foreign, the shit I hit been super boring
Dog, I'm sharp as hundreds with the blue tan on 'em
Shit a phenomenon, I kept my promise
Respect and honest, the grind bought off a neck of diamonds
Shining, plenty tried, don't got the timing
Bet he out there island hopping
And your lost still in the thousands

[Verse 5: Tony Yayo]
Bottles of Clicquot
Smoking hookah with eight hoes
Five angel heads on my neck, all froze
Enter visions, interpretations
Watch with your ears
I bought the last watch in the lear
Ask Jacob, ask David, ask Eric the Jeweller
Ask 'Beth in Jersey when I bought my first Muller
I got 'em watching me
With the yatch Master Rolly on
In that new Rolls Royce with the top gone

[Hook: Young Buck]

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