JAY-Z, Dr. Dre - Watch Me lyrics

Dr. Dre

Dr. Dre [Andre Romell Young] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

[JAY-Z, Dr. Dre - Watch Me lyrics]

Yeah! Uh uhh uh uhh, boom boom boom
D-R-E! Say with me niggas, boom boom
And Jay-Z boom boom boom boom
What the fuck? Boom boom boom boom
Watch me!
Jigga Man, ya heard? Boom boom boom
Brooklyn, ya heard? Boom boom boom compton!
Gotti Gotti ya heard? Yo c'mon!

You gotta, pop that styles
Rock that watch dial
See that Benz? Cop that now
Drop that top down, they gon' kill us anyway
Them cops Uptown hit Homes
With forty-one rounds
Live yo' life, get yo' ice
She been with you since day one nigga
Trick on your wife
Spend that dough, when in doubt
Take that trip
She ain't living for the moment homie


Shake that bitch he that cool
He can't take you nowhere? Leave that fool
Be that rude if he that cool
Save for what? Ball 'til your days is up
This place is fucked
All type of AIDS and such
How they make it where you afraid to fuck
They gave us drugs then turned
Around and investigated us
Life is short, then you on life support
So in between it all, I'ma say I seen it all
Watch me

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons
(uh huh) and tell me you won't ball
Every chance you get (uhh, watch me)
At any, chance you hit
(that's right) , we live for the moment
(Yo watch
Watch) Makes sense don't it? Now make dollars
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) See me with
Hustlers around them G's
(Watch me) Blowing 'dro running
Through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar baby, round's on me
(Watch me)

Watch me turn something out of nothing
Turn Platinum from Gold
Watch me light the Cohiba
Off the Viking stove
I take an empty bank account, fill it with Os
I take an empty building then
I fill it with hoes
Watch me, cop that Coupe
Shine for the ladies have 'em saying
"Damn I never seen a watch that blue"
And while they still mesmerized
I pop that cooch
Shit, law enforcement couldn't stop that dude
Guess who? Fresh off of Vol 2
Back at you, peep the numbers my album do
They call me Champagne Hova
Wake up with a hangover
When y'all think the game's over
Do the same thing over
Still with the same soldiers
Still getting brain and it's plain ain't
A thing gon' change Hova
Hop out the truck, hand on my cock and nuts
Who got the bank? I'm stocking it up
(watch me)

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons
(uh huh) and tell me you won't ball
Every chance you get (watch me)
At any chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don't it? Now make dollars
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) See me with
Hustlers around them G's
(Watch me) Blowing 'dro running
Through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar baby, round's on me
(Watch me)

Yo, the watch too rocky, need shades
Continental sitting on blades
Spinning like waves gun too Brock-y, behave
Big shot
Plus I'm feeling like Rocky these days
Ice don't melt
I could ski through a heatwave
Nights won't help you see Jay, it'll be day
My shit too bright, I rip through mics
Plus I push more powder than Crystal Light
Chick mad, said I hold my pistol too tight
Get a grip bitch, this how I get through life
I buy out the bar, spit Cris' through the mic
See Jigga in the 6 and all the shit you like
See Jigga giving dick to every bitch you like
I told her, "It's Jay-Day and Hit-You-Night"
You wanna
See me again you gotta get two dykes
I got rules I can't hit you twice
You heard me? Watch me!

Place yourself in the shoes of true felons
(uh huh) and tell me you won't ball
Every chance you get (that's right)
At any chance you hit, we live for the moment
Makes sense don't it? Now make dollars
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) See me with
Hustlers around them G's
(Watch me) Blowing 'dro running
Through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar baby, round's on me
(Watch me)
(Watch me) You see me around some cheese
(Watch me) Hangin' with hustlers
Around them G's
(Watch me) Blowing 'dro running
Through pounds of weed
(Watch me) At the bar bitch, round's on me
(Watch me! Watch me)

Uh huh uh uh uhh uh uhh uh
Uh huh uh uh uhh uh uhh
Uh huh uh, Jigga Jigga shit huh!
Uh huh, uh huh uh
Brooklyn-Brooklyn shit huh!
(Compton) Uh huh uh, Gotti Gotti shit huh!
(C'mon) Uh huh, uh huh uh, Lil Rob shit huh!
(C'mon) Uh huh uh-UHH, Roc-A-Fella shit y'all
(C'mon) Uh huh, uh huh
Murder Murder shit y'all (Watch me)

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