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watch us - mo3 lyrics

[intro]
ooh, ooh, ooh
yeah, yeah, yeah
(moneybag hits)
wah*ah*ah*ah*ah, ah*ah*ah*ah*ah*ah

[chorus]
n*gga, watch us (n*gga, watch us)
everything a n*gga do is ’bout a dollar (is ’bout a dollar)
i’ma keep ballin’ like d*rose, f*ck all that nonsense (f*ck all that nonsense)
labels keep blewin’ up my phone, they love my content (they love my content)
i was just sleep on the floor stuck in them projects (oh, i was sleep)
now i go get it and i put it in they face (and that’s on me)
started off juggin’, now i put it in they face (go get the cream)
you ought to see ’em when they looked me in my face (yeah, yeah, yeah)
bust down my rollie, put them vvs in the face (huh)

[verse 1]
this not a stolie, i spent thirty by the way (oh, i spent thirty)
bg4l gon’ do ’em dirty, that’s on gang (gon’ do ’em dirty)
came from the slums, i put that drum under that k (bah, bah)
b*tch, i was strugglin’, now i’m straight (hah)
bg4l (4l), was rockin’ adidas, but now it’s chanel (‘nel)
red bottom stepper (a stepper), big desert eagle, i’m thuggin’ wherever (that’s on gang)
i was broke in the hood (with the hood)
went and flooded my bezel, oh, now i feel special (bling)
they say i was extra, uh (extra)
but n0body helped me, they say i was regular
i put down them vvs to ice out the audemars
b*tch, i be ballin’ hard, this is not volleyball (yeah)
i set the party off (uh), i let that 40 talk (uh)
please do not call the law, boy, you are not a dog (yeah)
he in the streets for real, i’m like, “not at all”
[?][1:14], i go knock ’em off
bought it all, got it all, i’m tryna buy the mall
you got the p’s, my n*gga, might buy ’em all, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
you would believe where i came from (came from)
i’m king james, first name lebron (nba, baby)
i’m still thuggin’ with my handgun (brrt, bah, bah, bah, bah)
and this b*tch gon’ beat just like a band drum (gang)
[chorus]
n*gga, watch us (n*gga, watch us)
everything a n*gga do is ’bout a dollar (is ’bout a dollar)
i’ma keep ballin’ like d*rose, f*ck all that nonsense (f*ck all that nonsense)
labels keep blewin’ up my phone, they love my content (they love my content)
i was just sleep on the floor stuck in them projects (oh, i was sleep)
now i go get it and i put it in they face (and that’s on me)
started off juggin’, now i put it in they face (go get the cream)
you ought to see ’em when they looked me in my face (yeah, yeah, yeah)
bust down my rollie, put them vvs in the face (gang)

[verse 2]
i went from slidin’ in that four*door to a two*door
in the streets, i kept my strap and got my pack, the perfect duo
laws bend the corner, you got it on you, keep it solid, n*gga, you know
i played my cards right, i’m by myself solo, n*gga, uno
on my gang, i won’t change, i’m still the same, yeah
versace the ‘fit, i’m rockin’ the same belt
them project floors, i laid there
corner store, i slang there
north dallas, was raised there
forest lane, i came back and showed ’em i’m the same, yeah

- mo3 lyrics

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