Watch Me lyrics

by

T.I.


[Intro]
(Yeah turn up in this motherf*cker)

[Chorus: London Jae]
Spent about a couple grand on my grill, ay
Presidents on my watch, bling
Everything that I do, oh
f*ck n*ggas gon' watch
I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
Yeah we're bout to blow up Hiroshima Nagasaki
Bet I come hard call the flow kamikaze
For every single star there's a f*ck n*gga watching
Dr. Seuss ass n*ggas since a n*gga I was plotting
My n*gga [?] like Muhammed Ali with the shotty
My n*gga scotty got the city on Gotti
Shoutout to Javi and, shouts out to jaque he
Yeah I won't say [?] my n*gga getting c*cky
Point being, I ride for my team Ricky Bobby
And it's f*ck everybody like Cosby
On top of that I like my topping sloppy
She delivered that to [?] extra toppings side of Bobby, bam
[Chorus: London Jae]
Spent about a couple grand on my grill, ay
Presidents on my watch, bling
Everything that I do, oh
f*ck n*ggas gon' watch
I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches
I can feel, I can feel a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas
A whole lot of snake in these b*tches

[Verse 2: Scotty ATL]
I done seen a whole lot of fake in these n*ggas
Make you feel like you feel who the hell making these n*ggas
I grew up with the old hits, teaching shooting ball
[?] for a n*gga get the paper young n*gga
It's a whole lotta hate in these n*ggas, damn
Used to be my road dog
Now I see him I don't even f*cking know dog
Cold hearted like the snow dog
Pop the top lift the roof back, yeah
n*gga fresher than peppermint mouth full of gold
I'll raise in the bottle I'll probably never [?]
Blue face hundred in my wallet don't fold, motherf*cker like
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