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Pocket Watching Video (MV)




Performed By: Tyson S.T
Featuring: DoouShii
Language: English
Length: 3:55




Tyson S.T - Pocket Watching Lyrics
Official




[ Featuring DoouShii ]

Shit, I don't listen
I'ma park the car
And pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea
Bundle bitches
Section full of under cover hungry niggas
Yea yea, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six, bitch its out of here
Oh no, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six bitch its out of here
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers tryna learn how we all riding
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers tryna learn
How we all riding

You think the opps know better
Me and my dawgs forever
Lady be sending me letters
And I won't ever settle
Messages coming in groups
We don't be noticing you
Is that your girl tell the truth
Why she go home in that coupe
They be all on my case , shit
I ain't no f*cken lawyer
Rubber bands on the hands
Bitch I'm finna f*cken spoil ya
And she finna be a fan
Since the twitter feed was paranoia
On the timeline
With your titties on a party poster, shrock
Send me a link up
I be like, tell me tell me If I can come pick up
At the social function double texting niggas
At the club yelling teli he my nigga
I cannot wife
Big money moves I'ma need my eyes wide
Tryna f*ck me but I told you its the wrong time
Got a phone full of teli come to my sides
I cannot wife
Send location let me know just where the opps hide
In the moment niggas hating from thee outside
Get that money, get your money
Penny pinching, pocket hungry
People hating on you when they wallets all wide
Im like, come and get your man he on my jawline
Side way talking like a housewife
I might, have to ask you
Leave the venue and go join him outside
Leave the venue and go join him outside
Bye bye

Shit, I don't listen
I'ma park the car
And pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea
Bundle bitches
Section full of under cover hungry niggas
Yea yea, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six, bitch its out of here
Oh no, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six bitch its out of here
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers tryna learn
How we all riding
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers
Tryna learn how we all riding

Shit, I don't listen
I'ma park the car and pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea
Bundle bitches
Section full of under cover hungry niggas
Yea yea , bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six , bitch its out of here
Oh no , bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six bitch its out of here
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Shit, I don't listen
I'ma park the car
And pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea
Bundle bitches
Section full of under cover hungry niggas
Yea yea, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six, bitch its out of here
Oh no, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six bitch its out of here
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers tryna learn how we all riding
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers tryna learn
How we all riding

You think the opps know better
Me and my dawgs forever
Lady be sending me letters
And I won't ever settle
Messages coming in groups
We don't be noticing you
Is that your girl tell the truth
Why she go home in that coupe
They be all on my case , shit
I ain't no f*cken lawyer
Rubber bands on the hands
Bitch I'm finna f*cken spoil ya
And she finna be a fan
Since the twitter feed was paranoia
On the timeline
With your titties on a party poster, shrock
Send me a link up
I be like, tell me tell me If I can come pick up
At the social function double texting niggas
At the club yelling teli he my nigga
I cannot wife
Big money moves I'ma need my eyes wide
Tryna f*ck me but I told you its the wrong time
Got a phone full of teli come to my sides
I cannot wife
Send location let me know just where the opps hide
In the moment niggas hating from thee outside
Get that money, get your money
Penny pinching, pocket hungry
People hating on you when they wallets all wide
Im like, come and get your man he on my jawline
Side way talking like a housewife
I might, have to ask you
Leave the venue and go join him outside
Leave the venue and go join him outside
Bye bye

Shit, I don't listen
I'ma park the car
And pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea
Bundle bitches
Section full of under cover hungry niggas
Yea yea, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six, bitch its out of here
Oh no, bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six bitch its out of here
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers tryna learn
How we all riding
Looking at my pockets you an outsider
We in the field with the work
Baby girl, wilding
We over here what you heard
We are not silent
She with the peers
Tryna learn how we all riding

Shit, I don't listen
I'ma park the car and pop the trunk on niggas, yea yea
Bundle bitches
Section full of under cover hungry niggas
Yea yea , bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six , bitch its out of here
Oh no , bitch its out of here
Smack a fat six bitch its out of here
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