
Pocket Watcher (skit) Songtext
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I can't hang with no broke nigga, broke nigga, broke nigga
I can't run around with no pilly nigga, pilly nigga, pilly nigga
You's a pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher
Your brother a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Your motherfucking mother is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
I bet your baby mama is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Know I trap, because I got that rocket launcher, rocket launcher
This Guwop, and I got them guns like super contra
Show me respect nephew, cause I'm still your uncle
My dope is Janet Jackson dancing, you Titanic, I sank ya
I'm a San Valley trap school professor and I flunk ya
I was a youngster, cocaine [?]
She be having nightmares, I'm a full grown monster
I'm a one man band, Gucci Mane, Stevie Wonder
Ice cream land, AKA zone 6 jungle
Put on your dark swag suit, open your mouth let me see your tonsils
Take two of these capsules, only take call me when you want some
I can't hang with no broke nigga, broke nigga, broke nigga
I can't run around with no pilly nigga, pilly nigga, pilly nigga
You's a pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher
Your brother a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Your motherfucking mother is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
I bet your baby mama is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Know I trap, because I got that rocket launcher, rocket launcher
Playing 50,000 dollars of chalk and double talk ya
I can't run around with no pilly nigga, pilly nigga, pilly nigga
You's a pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher
Your brother a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Your motherfucking mother is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
I bet your baby mama is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Know I trap, because I got that rocket launcher, rocket launcher
This Guwop, and I got them guns like super contra
Show me respect nephew, cause I'm still your uncle
My dope is Janet Jackson dancing, you Titanic, I sank ya
I'm a San Valley trap school professor and I flunk ya
I was a youngster, cocaine [?]
She be having nightmares, I'm a full grown monster
I'm a one man band, Gucci Mane, Stevie Wonder
Ice cream land, AKA zone 6 jungle
Put on your dark swag suit, open your mouth let me see your tonsils
Take two of these capsules, only take call me when you want some
I can't hang with no broke nigga, broke nigga, broke nigga
I can't run around with no pilly nigga, pilly nigga, pilly nigga
You's a pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher, pocket watcher
Your brother a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Your motherfucking mother is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
I bet your baby mama is a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher, a pocket watcher
Know I trap, because I got that rocket launcher, rocket launcher
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