
Whippin’ Up a Watch A$AP Ferg (Ft. Pharrell Williams & Quavo)
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[Intro: A$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, nigga
Got me everything that I got, nigga, yeah
Jump machine, whipping up a watch, nigga, yeah
We 'bout to buy another car not the top, nigga, yeah
Whole squad enough to fucking yacht, nigga
Chanel light bags, blowing top, nigga
Stuff it in the walls where we squat, nigga
A room full of brooms and the mops nigga
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
(Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy)
Fergie in that new designer (Yeah)
Bout to get that Gucci, Prada (Yeah)
A mili, a Gucci mama
Thotty brown and illest mama (Alright)
Awkward whipped it in the pot
Cook that work just like lasagna (Hoo, hoo, grr)
We at the chef, no cappadonna (Woo, yeah, grr)
Give me the kiss, just like Madonna (Yeah, yeah, grr)
Riding my dick like marijuana smoke (Grr)
We in Bahamas, don't know where to find us (Yeah)
After Magilla, I'm fucking the founders (Yeah)
Yeah, that's right, yeah, huh
Ooh, ohh
Hoo, hoo, hoo, ayy
Yeah
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Hear that water boilin' in the pot, nigga
Got me everything that I got, nigga, yeah
Jump machine, whipping up a watch, nigga, yeah
We 'bout to buy another car not the top, nigga, yeah
Whole squad enough to fucking yacht, nigga
Chanel light bags, blowing top, nigga
Stuff it in the walls where we squat, nigga
A room full of brooms and the mops nigga
[Verse 1: A$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 fucking the founders (Yeah)
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