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jose guapo - pocket watching lyrics

[intro]
ay man you know
don’t count me out till i stop countin’ money (b-tch)
yeah

[chorus]
keep my money on me [?]
and i stay pourin’ up lean, no i don’t drink no bombay
and that b-tch better be bad like beyoncé
if she ain’t bad like beyoncé, she get no play
all that pocket watching n-gg-s doin’, we gon’ laugh at y’all
all this ice around my neck, yeah it hit like pacquiao
i’m in the front, i ain’t ever been in the back of y’all
and my earrings look like some f-ckin’ basketb-lls, ah

[verse 1]
b-tch i graduated from the streets, i got me my diploma
i put biscotti in my backwood, fire it up, i love the aroma
i get with your b-tch, you know i’m gon’ bone her
i’m rockin’ v-lone, you know i’m a loner
i ain’t a hippy, you know i’m a stoner
get hit with the stick, you gon’ be in a coma, uh
i’m in that [?] on the back streets
we throwin’ 1s in [?] and we fifty deep
go to [?] and make it rain, now we can’t see our feet
they like my style, they like my drip, they say i’m so unique
and i’m never cheeks
serve you at a meet & greet
you trippin’ ’bout your main ho, i f-cked that ho like last week
money stackin’ up, i stack that sh-t up to my knees
i’m makin’ plays, i’m puttin’ that sh-t together, drew brees

[verse 2]
yeah, earrings h-t like pacquiao
i don’t know ’em, who is this guy? why he tryna dap me down?
i walk in the club with my strap, they don’t pat me down
and all they fake instagram models, yeah they at me now, yeah
(f-ckin’ for some cheap liquor and some hookah
i know you, i’m a king like m-th-f-ckin’ martin luther
please don’t push me, i’ll shoot you
and the money sign?) that’s my marker [?]
i’m ’bout to slam a n-gg- b-tch, lex luger
and everybody gettin’ hit, whoever next to you
cold heart, [?] coats for the winter
she talkin’ sh-t but she gave me head on the sprinter

- jose guapo lyrics

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