Watch Out Urban Mystic (Ft. Stack$)
"Watch Out" by Urban Mystic (Ft. Stack$) is a 2010 #HipHop track that explores themes of resilience, ambition, and the hustle of urban life. The lyrics emphasize caution and awareness in a competitive environment. The song features a catchy hook and smooth beats, blending R&B influences with rap, reflecting the struggles and aspirations of city life.
[Verse 1: Urban Mystic]
Say lil' mama now won't you say how you do
I got some business and it's dealin' with you, so won't you (Yeah)
So won't you come and give a nigga yo' number
So I can hit you up later don't you worry 'bout comin'
Now listen, bring yo' friend and yo' sister too (Well)
We can get down with this groove (Come on)
Stack$ and Urban yeah we stay off the chain (Believe that)
When we get to the club bitches screamin' our names
We tell them, "watch out"
'Cause a lot of them girls they wanna know what we 'bout
When we enter into the club, yeah we be by the bar
But we them superstars
When we pull in the lot bitches sweatin' our cars
You know, Stack$ in a Benz and Urban I'm in a Hummer (Come on)
We got that ice make it feel cold up in the summer (Yeah)
And If you're feelin' it then put yo' hands up (Come on)
Tell 'em, "And if you're feeling this then put yo hands up" (Come on)
Come on (Yeah)
[Chorus: Urban Mystic]
Say lil' mama you got a thang goin' on
(You better watch out) I been watchin' all night long
It ain't a problem we could ride 'til the break of the dawn (Come on)
And uh, I ain't talkin' 'bout yo' cellular phone (Woo)
I been, I been talking 'bout the after party now (Okay)
Everybody steady sippin' Bacardi now (Yeah)
Find the girls that be actin' naughty and
Bring 'em home with me (Come on, come on)
Say lil' mama now won't you say how you do
I got some business and it's dealin' with you, so won't you (Yeah)
So won't you come and give a nigga yo' number
So I can hit you up later don't you worry 'bout comin'
Now listen, bring yo' friend and yo' sister too (Well)
We can get down with this groove (Come on)
Stack$ and Urban yeah we stay off the chain (Believe that)
When we get to the club bitches screamin' our names
We tell them, "watch out"
'Cause a lot of them girls they wanna know what we 'bout
When we enter into the club, yeah we be by the bar
But we them superstars
When we pull in the lot bitches sweatin' our cars
You know, Stack$ in a Benz and Urban I'm in a Hummer (Come on)
We got that ice make it feel cold up in the summer (Yeah)
And If you're feelin' it then put yo' hands up (Come on)
Tell 'em, "And if you're feeling this then put yo hands up" (Come on)
Come on (Yeah)
[Chorus: Urban Mystic]
Say lil' mama you got a thang goin' on
(You better watch out) I been watchin' all night long
It ain't a problem we could ride 'til the break of the dawn (Come on)
And uh, I ain't talkin' 'bout yo' cellular phone (Woo)
I been, I been talking 'bout the after party now (Okay)
Everybody steady sippin' Bacardi now (Yeah)
Find the girls that be actin' naughty and
Bring 'em home with me (Come on, come on)
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