A$AP Ferg - Whippin' Up a Watch lyrics

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A$AP Ferg - Whippin' Up a Watch lyrics

[Intro: A$AP Ferg & Pharrell Williams] Yeah, that's right, yeah, huh Ooh, ohh Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy Yeah [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Hear that water boilin' in the pot, ni**a Got me everything that I got, ni**a, yeah Jump machine, whipping up a watch, ni**a, yeah We 'bout to buy another car not the top, ni**a, yeah Whole squad enough to fu*king yacht, ni**a Chanel light bags, blowing top, ni**a Stuff it in the walls where we squat, ni**a A room full of brooms and the mops ni**a [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg] (Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy) Fergie in that new designer (Yeah) Bout to get that Gucci, Prada (Yeah) A mili, a Gucci mama Thotty brown and illest mama (Alright) Awkward whipped it in the pot Cook that work just like lasagna (Hoo, hoo, grr) We at the chef, no cappadonna (Woo, yeah, grr) Give me the kiss, just like Madonna (Yeah, yeah, grr) Riding my dick like marijuana smoke (Grr) We in Bahamas, don't know where to find us (Yeah) After Magilla, I'm fu*king the founders (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus: A$AP Ferg] Got too much in the back of Maybach And I'm fu*king your b*tch (Right) Tough on the back, rub on the cat fu*king her friends (That's right!) Durag up in the back of my hat When I'm up in the Bens (Ooh, ooh) fu*king a deuce when I'm off of the D'USSÉ And I know that you tens [Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Quavo] Hear that water boilin' in the pot, ni**a Got me everything that I got, ni**a, yeah Jump machine, whipping up a watch, ni**a, yeah We 'bout to buy another car not the top, ni**a, yeah I was balling off a fu*king yacht, ni**a Chanel light bags, blowing top, ni**a Stuff it in the walls where we squat, ni**a (Hey) A room full of brooms and the mops ni**a (Woo, woo) [Verse 2: Quavo] Room full of b*tches, no thots (And they bad) Room full of ni**as, like to plot (And they sad) They see the big watch, they see the big knots (Ice) Pot so big, I might pull up, park the yacht (Skrt, go) Whipping the dope in the spot (Whip) Look at this dope when it's hot (Ahh) Whatchu gon' do with the fire? (Woo) You shooting at nothing but sky (Dash) Drip in the coupe and it's wet (Drip, splash), I let it dry (Brr, brr) Hitting my phone, a text, sending a bird, let it fly (Brr) If you want the best, this is what you got (Hey) Quavo, I'm the chef, whipping up a watch (Whip it) Wrist on the left, this is not a swap (Switch it, uh) If you ain't getting money, this is not a vibe (Get it, eh) Stash in the walls, stash it in the tire (That sh*t) She gon' fu*k it up 'till she get tired (fu*k it up) Light 'em, light 'em up, we gon' get high (Light it up) Who's that in that coup outside? (Skrt, skrt, skrt, whip it) [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Hear that water boilin' in the pot, ni**a Got me everything that I got, ni**a, yeah Jump machine, whipping up a watch, ni**a, yeah We 'bout to buy another car not the top, ni**a, yeah I was balling off a fu*king yacht, ni**a Chanel light bags, blowing top, ni**a Stuff it in the walls where we squat, ni**a A room full of brooms and the mops ni**a [Verse 3: A$AP Ferg] Flip phone, shorty Flip it and dip it, like diggity bone I finna kill when I get in the zone Stomp on them ni**as like I am LeBron Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I am the boss, I'm like Don Corleone Wrist Rocky-less, Sylvester Stallone Filling my pockets with the provalogne (Cheese) ni**as falling down a slippery slope That's where I kill them with dope Orthopedic, Prada sneakers, we own (Yeah, yeah) Stack my money, let it go to the moon Whipping up my watch, both eyes closed (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus: A$AP Ferg] Got too much in the back of Maybach And I'm fu*king your b*tch (Right) Tough on the back, rub on the cat fu*king her friends (That's right!) Durag up in the back of my hat When I'm up in the Bens (Ooh, ooh) fu*king a deuce when I'm off of the D'USSÉ And I know that you tens [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Hear that water boilin' in the pot, ni**a Got me everything that I got, ni**a, yeah Jump machine, whipping up a watch, ni**a, yeah We 'bout to buy another car not the top, ni**a, yeah I was balling off a fu*king yacht, ni**a Chanel light bags, blowing top, ni**a Stuff it in the walls where we squat, ni**a A room full of brooms and the mops ni**a