Watch Out chords by Hittman
Intro 1
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All my Cali
Verse 1
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motherfuckers
wave your hand like so
And all you bitches gettin' pimp,
give your man that dough
Yeah, I walk with a limp,
cause my dick's in the way
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They say I talk like a pimp,
but I'm a M -A -C -K
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What's the difference?
Both of you exploit women for cash
Exactly, but a pro pimp
will sell his own ass
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I never learned to scent,
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man, I dropped out that class
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You better smoke your hemp
through an oxygen mask
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Before you come over here
fuckin' my high up
Interruptin' your bitch
while she lickin' up my nuts
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I used three condoms
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but she let me get five bucks
Naturnal got her stuck
with her hands
and feet tied up
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Huh, when the dusk hits
and I reach the club it gets exquisite
And I can give a fuck about your bitch
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Which bitch she rollin' with
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is knockin' hit
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Both our dicks gon' spit
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and both of us gon' rub
on her ass and tits
She mixin' up my nut
and her mouth was spit
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It's obvious she's in love
with a man with a big dick
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I'm involved with a big clique
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My muse has to deal with the info
and she's in love with him
Watch out,
Dm
all these scoundrels hoes in LA
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Got me rollin' with my Glock out
Swing by, pick up my dough
and then clock out
I'm out to fuck hoes everyday
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I fuck em in they house man,
I fuck em in they jeep
I fuck em when they broke man,
I fuck em when they sleep
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I fuck em in the throat,
hey man that's fuckin' deep
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Like bitches that want to smoke
And bitches that like to joke
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Come into my house broke
Looking for something to eat, eat it
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From my wizard you get deleted
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No more visits you bitch, I mean it
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No ho, no crime, oh,
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here's a cleanest
Here's a penis, kiss it, French or English
They say it's conceded,
nah, it's connected
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Caramel complected,
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college bitches connected
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Jail niggas respected, bitch,
Am
it be keeping it western
Watch out,
all these scandalous hoes in L .A.
Dm
Am
Got me rolling with my clock out
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Swing by,
pick up my dough and then clock
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Then I'm out to fuck hoes every day
I'm down with thugs and pritzy bitches
Got love for anybody gettin' riches
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I feel like me and knock the next niggas
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At shows, we make about eight figures
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Why not clown, get down
Spit rounds, lounge with bad bitches,
blazin' the house
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We out on the town
with the whole crew passin' dick out
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Without regard to you, him and you
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Fuck your whole crew,
we mad regardless
Hitman, her, me and you
That's it, man
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On a late night rendezvous, dance
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Am
I'm about to blow out my pants
Matter fact,
we up under the club's heat lamp
Drink that and we about to be out
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We're two or three minutes
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from my house
Which means I'm five or six minutes
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from diggin' you out
Single hoes, hood rats,
your bitch and your spouse
L .A. coming out
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In and out with a smile before I spout
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For the meanwhile, knocking hits,
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dick is all in your mouth you
Watch Out
Hittman
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