lirik lagu hittman - watch out
[verse 1: hittman]
all my cali motherf~ckers, wave your hand like so
and all you b~tches getting pimped, give your man that dough
yeah, i walk with a limp, cause my d~ck’s in the way
they say i talk like a pimp, but i’m a m~a~c~k
“what’s the difference? both of you exploit women for cash”
exactly, but a pro pimp would sell his own ass
i never learned [?] man, i dropped out that class
you better smoke your hemp through an oxygen mask
before you come over here f~ckin’ my high up
interruptin’ your b~tch while she lookin’ at my nuts
i used three condoms but she let mе get five f~cks
knoc~turnal got her stuffеd with her hands and feet tied up
[verse 2: knoc~turnal]
when dusk hits [?] it gets exquisite
[?] i could give a f~ck about your b~tch and which b~tch she rollin’ with
[?] and both of us gon’ rub on her ass and tits
she mixin’ up my nut in her mouth with spit
it’s obvious she’s in love with a mack with a big d~ck
i’m involved with a big cl~t, my music’s the deal~o, nympho, and she’s in love with it
[hook: knoc~turnal]
watch out! all these scandalous hoes in la got me rollin’ with my glock out
swing by, pick up my dough and clock out
i’m out! to f~ck hoes every day
[verse 3: hittman]
i f~ck ’em in they house, man, i f~ck ’em in they jeep
i f~ck ’em when they woke, man, i f~ck ’em when they sleep
i f~ck ’em in the throat, hey man, that’s f~ckin’ deep
like b~tches that want to smoke and b~tches that like to joke
come into my house broke, lookin’ for something to eat
beat it! [?] you get deleted
no more visits you b~tch, i mean it!
no hoe, no crying, or here’s a kleenex
here’s a p~n~s, kiss it french or english
they say, “hitt’s conceited”
nah, hitt’s connected
caramel complected, college b~tches connected
jail n~ggas respect it, big hitt be keepin’ it western
[hook: knoc~turnal]
watch out! all these scandalous hoes in la got me rollin’ with my glock out
swing by, pick up my dough and clock out
i’m out! to f~ck hoes every day
[bridge: hittman & knoc~turnal]
i’m down! to thugs and pretty b~tches
got love! for anybody gettin’ riches
i feel! like me and knoc the next n~ggas
at shows! we make about eight figures
[verse 4: knoc~turnal]
[?] get down, spit rounds
lounge with bad b~tches blazin’ an ounce
we out on the town with the whole crew passin’ d~ck out
regard to you, him and you
f~ck your whole crew, we mad regardless
hittman, ya heard? me and you
that’s it, man
on the late night [?]
i’m about to blow out my pants!
matter of fact, we up under the club’s heat lamp
drink that and we ’bout to be out
we two or three minutes from my house
which means i’m five or six minutes from diggin’ you out
[?] your b~tch and your spouse
la criminal
in and out with a smile before i [?]
for the meanwhile, knoc and hitt’s d~ck is all in your mouth
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