Knoc-turn'al - Watch Out lyrics

[Hittman] All my Cali motherf**ers wave your hands like so And all you b**hes getting pimped give your man that dough Yeah I walk with a limp cause my dick'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 poor pimp would sell his own a** I never learnt to simp, man I dropped out that cla** You better smoke your hemp through an oxygen mask Before you come over here f**ing my high up Interrupting your b**h while she licking up my nuts I used three condoms but she let me get five f**s Knoc-Turn'al got her stuck with her hands and feet tied up, huh [Knoc-Turn'al] When dusk kicks and I reach the club it gets exquisite Not even giving a f** about your b**h Or which b**h she rolling with It's nothing here Four or five dicks gon' spit And both of us gon' rub on her a** and tits She mixing up my nut in her mouth with spit It's obvious she's in love with a mack with a big dick I'm involved with a big clit My music's the deal-o, nympho And she's in love with it [Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al] Watch out All these scandalous hoes in L.A Got me rolling with my Glock out Swing by pick up my dough and then clock out I'm out To f** hoes every day [Hittman] I f** 'em in thier house, man I f** 'em in thier jeep I f** 'em when they woke, man I f** 'em when they sleep I f** 'em in the throat Hey man that's f**ing deep Like b**hes that want to smoke and b**hes that like to joke Coming my house broke looking for something to eat Beat it From my wizard you get deleted No more visits you b**h, I mean it No hoe, no cry, oh, here's a Kleenex Here's a penis Kiss it French or English They say Hit's conceited, nah, Hit's connected Caramel complected College b**hes get necked Jail n***as respect it Big Hit be keeping it West-ing [Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al] Watch out All these scandalous hoes in L.A Got me rolling with my Glock out Swing by pick up my dough and then clock out Then I'm out To f** hoes every day [Knoc-Turn'al and Hittman] [K]: I'm down [H]: For thugs and prissy b**hes [K]: Got love [H]: For anybody getting riches [K]: I feel [H]: Like me and Knoc the next n***as [K]: At shows [H]: We make about eight figures [Knoc-Turn'al] Why not clown, get down, spit rounds Lounge with bad b**hes blazing an ounce We out on the town with a whole crew pa**ing, dick out (dick out) We go up to you, him and you f** your whole crew, we mash regardless Hittman heard me and you, that's it man On a late night rendezvous dance I'm about to blow out my pants Matter of fact we're up under the club's heat lamp Drink that and we about to be out We 2 or 3 minutes from my house Which means I'm 5 or 6 minutes from dicking you out Single hoes look at your b**h and your spouse L.A. criminal [Hittman] In and out with a smile before I spout [Knoc-Turn'al] For the meanwhile Knoc and Hit's dick is all in your mouth