Man, lad, brother, 🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶😍😍😍🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶💗💗💗tnx a lot for uploading! 😍😍😍🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶💗💗💗
Ooooooooh, melt down, complete. 🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶😍😍😍🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶💗💗💗
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Watsky - Whoa whoa whoa@SWG3 Warehouse, Glasgow 07 06 23
MAAAAADNESS!💗💗💗😊😊😊🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶 LOOOOVE!💗💗💗😊😊😊🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶
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Whoa whoa whoa
What do you take us for?
Whoa whoa whoa
What do you take us for?
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I'm a phenomenon, and I gotta bring
pain in The Octagon
When I wanna spit game at a soccer mom
I get it quicker than the left lane in
the Autobahn, fast
Like Ramadan, and I battle young
padawans all the damn day
I'm getting naked and I'm hopping on a
wrecking ball
So hot, I got the motherfucker a la
flambé
I go to Miley's house, I see that
Miley's home
I play Miley's ribcage with my dick,
like it's a Xylie-phone
Yes, that was highly fucked up but my
skills are highly honed
And if I was highly hyphy, I might be
more widely-known
C'est la vie, better pay my fee
They kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia
jacket
They get it in the Bay in a plain
white tee
Hey mami! You a P.Y.T
You wanna see me speak, then I go
Every time I get a beat, I know I
gotta beat it up
I bend it then I break it then I chop
it then I eat it up
And PETA would never approve of the
way
I've been treating the music, I bleed
it, I bruise it
I kick it to the curb and then I'm
sipping on my bourbon
I be freaking it, doing it, keeping it
moving
I'm picking apart the muscle when I'm
thinking about the hustle
But I'm nice, nice!
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Whoa whoa whoa
What do you take us for?
Whoa whoa whoa
What do you take us for?
💗💗💗😊😊😊🎵🎵🎵🎸🎹🎶🎶🎶
I jump the freeway median, I'm savage
Cause my mode is that I'm meaner than
the average
Like my teacher taught me when I heard
the crowd applaud
I thought I was an atheist until I
realized I'm a God
It could hurt a bit when I murder shit
In a moment, I'll be tying off a
tourniquet
When I burn them and I hit them in the
sternum
I don't even got to enter, but I'm
gonna win the tournament
That's what I'm all about
I do what I got to do and never gonna
pout
And I hope that it would have been the
end of it and I'm out
But they never tend to give me the
benefit of the doubt
Ever since I was a little kid
I know that I've been looking for the
hot, hot spotlight
And if you really wonder what I think
about the competition
They were not-not-not tight
I've been reading my scripture
Every photo bomber wanna be in my
picture
And you better bet I'm living every
single day
Like it's the motherfucking Catalina
Wine Mixer
Bada bing, bada boom!
When I walk in, I'm the king of the
room
And I get it locked in like the king
in a tomb
When I spit a toxin and they cough on
the fumes
Cause I'm back in the nick of time and
attacking the fickle mind
I'm a jackal, I'll rip his hide, I'ma
tackle him, pick a fight
I be Dracula, set to bite in the black
of the bitter night
And I'm out, poof
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Whoa whoa whoa
What do you take us for?
Whoa whoa whoa
What do you take us for?
