Watch Me Put It Down

Hey Sheila, Hey Sheila, Hey Sheila, Hey Sheila, Hey Sheila, Hey Sheila
I'm so gone off broccoli, I think somebody watchin' me
I was in the store, and they quit askin' for my ID
Am I gettin' old? I suppose now bumpin' my CD

I keep track to myself, don't need no one to copy me
Who out there out rockin' C? nobody out poppin' me
Don't nobody give a damn, just bought a van for the fam
They need it for the leg room, I need some more head room

Got about two bank accounts, gettin' a lot of bread soon
Watch me put it down, on the ground, the whole world gone love dis here
Watch me put it down, when the bass drop, watch how cool I put it down
I know you feel the sound, I know you feel the sound

Watch me put it down, put it down, put it down
Watch me put it down, put it down. put it down
I know the crowd gon' roar when I put it down
I know you feel the sound, watch how cool I put it down
Shout, shout, shout out to my negroes, gettin' zeroes

Fell in love with a pretty girl from Escondido
Play me sweet and you gon' feel this heat, no Tyler Herro
This p,p,p,p, P I'm, pushin, put you to sleep in zero
What you sayin', dawg? What you sayin', dawg

I'm a taxpayer and still break the law
I don't have to shoot you, I can break your jaw
I'm tryin' to grow weed, that's what them acres for
You speakin' Japanese if you ain't got my dough

I'm raisin' all my kids and they got me broke
If you stay with me, pipe up, I like da smoke
Now hold up while I roll up, cause I like to smoke
Now watch me put it down, watch me put it down

Lotta haters out there, headphones, I hear not a sound
They just mad cause I'm hot, and they got them sucky sounds
I got they album to rap over, they beats, I love they sound
When I first started to sell, I bought two O's and went to pounds

Folks kept callin' my phone if I was round they'll knock me down
I sold green everywhere, might spot it in lost and found
If I got it, you get it, I'm wit it, give me moolah now
If I sell in the stores, it would be better than yours

My hooks is better than yours, cookbook is better than yours
If my rap was my hoe, she would be wetter than yours
I told you I have no ops
I think their deader than yours

Watch me put it down, on the ground, the whole world gone love dis here
Watch me put it down, when the bass drop, watch how cool I put it down
I know you feel the sound, I know you feel the sound
Watch me put it down, put it down, put it down
Watch me put it down, put it down, put it down
I know the crowd gone roar when I put it down
I know you feel the sound
Watch how cool I put it down



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Writer(s): Fred Jones
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