Lyrics Watch - Mad Mic.

Yea
Watch
Better watch
Watch how you talkin' to me

Hey!

I heard you been
Wanna know about?

Ey

Well listen I'm talking
So palm on your mouth
Shhh bitch
I ain't fucking around
I've come with a weapon
Of venomous sound
You hear it
You feel it
Believe it
You dealin' with
King of the city
Now gimme that crown

Feeling restricted
I needed some clearing
The clutter is building up
Pushing the seams

The pressure to make it
Is fucking egregious
It's all my head
Like you wouldn't believe

I got me a crib
Now I'm living in peace
I work on my music
I'm smoking like Cheech
Now I'm on a mission
To sell out arenas
And see all these bitches
Come grab on my jeans

I thinkin' you terrified
What if I make it
I might even do it
To see your dumb face

When I'm making that cake
When I'm making it rain
On my homies
My woman
My city
My family and friends

You noddin' your head?
It come from within

You gettin' them chills?
I love how I'm getting
All under your skin
You think that I'm done?
Well listen lil bitch

It's on!

You all in my face
Just throwing that shade
But you better
Watch how you talkin' to me

I know I'm the one
I'm gonna blow up
You talk all that shit
I ain't losing no sleep

You only want smoke
Oh no!
Enough of your jokes
Haa haa!
So just take it
Easy easy easy easy
Watch how you talking to me

You all in my face
Just throwing that shade
But you better
Watch how you talking to me

I know I'm the one
I'm gonna blow up
You talk all that shit
I ain't losing no sleep

You only want smoke
Oh no!
Enough of your jokes
Haa haa!
So just take it
Easy easy easy easy
Watch how you talking to me

Oh!
I see that you still got a problem huh?
You never took shit from your mamma huh?
You never done live for the dollar sign
That money tree is your way of
Life I know it
I hope you don't mind that
I plant me a forest
You'll see me in posters
I'm posing for Rolex
And rollin' a blunt
That I smoke with your goddess

Like woo!

Baby just want me alone in her room
She kiss on my neck
Said I like her perfume
We're setting the mood
And soon
I'm seeing her face
And the fan on the roof

She looking at you
A hell of a view

I'm painting a picture
You see it my dude?

She boa constricting me
Fuck like she missing me
Might be with you
But she love how I'm making her
Scream!
I walk in the room
She get down on her
Knees!
We switching positions
I do it with
Ease!
She tell all her friends
How I'm making her
Feel!
They just wanna know
If this shit is for real

Well bitch I'm telling you
I'm doing the shit that you never knew
And all of this shit I am capable
So count on your blessings and run it
Fool

You all in my face
Just throwing that shade
But you better
Watch how you talking to me

I know I'm the one
I'm gonna blow up
You talk all that shit
I ain't losing no sleep

You only want smoke
Ooh no
Enough of your jokes
Haa haa
So jus take it
Easy-easy-easy-easy
Watch how you talking to me

You all in my face
Just throwing that shade
But you better
Watch how you talking to me

I know I'm the one
I'm gonna blow up
You talk all that shit
I ain't losing no sleep

You only want smoke
Oh no!
Enough of your jokes
Haa haa!
So just take it
Easy-easy-easy-easy
Watch how you talking to me

Oh!

You don't know
How to
Listen, huh?
You just wanna
Take a hit and
Run
I'mma teach you all a lesson
Shut up

Ay ay I Said
Shut up lil bitch
I-i-i-i said
Shut up lil bitch

Shh, try and listen to this

Ain't nobody like it
When a motherfucker talking at you
With a stick of liquorice
In salt-bae's mouth

It's sick

Make me feeling like
You all about this
Talk back talk smack shit
Bitch talk back now

Oh shit

Doesn't matter if you standing with a white flag
Pride intertwined
With the price tag
Money made the man

So smooth with a break down
Of your dumb traits

We can take it out back
Let me put you in your place
See me swinging my nuts
In your dream girls face

There's a price to be great
And you don't got what it takes

Better watch your mouth
When you talking to me

You be cooking shit up
Bitch I'm eatin' that beef

Try to keep it low-key
You can fucking OD
On the feeling of me
Spittin' fire on the beat

You done heard it from your friends
It's the word on the street

Better watch how you talking to me

Watch how you talking to me