Whoa Whoa Whoa Watsky
[Am] [G] [C] [G] [F] [AM]
[Am]Whoa whoa whoa, [G]what do you [C]take [G]us [F]for?[Am]
[Am]Whoa whoa whoa, [G]what do you [C]take [G]us [F]for?[Am]
[Am]I'm a phenomenon. And I gotta bring [G]pain in the Octagon
[C]When I wanna spit game at a soccer mom
I get it quicker than the left [G]lane on the Audubon, [C]fast
Like Ramadan - and I battle young Padawans all the [G]damn day
[C]I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball
so hot I got that mothaf**ka a [C]la flambe
[Am]I go to Miley's house. I see that [G]Miley's home.
[C]I play Miley's ribcage with my [G]dick like it's a [F]Xylie-phone
[Am]Yes, that was highly f**ked up but my skills are [G]highly honed
[C]And if I was [G]highly hyphy [F]I might be more [Am]widely known
[Am]Se la vie. Better [G]pay my fee
[C]They kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia jacket,
They get it in the [G]Bay in a [F]plain white tee
[Am]Hey mami! You a [G]PYT!
[C]Wanna see me [G]speak? Then I [F]go go go [Am]go!
[Am]Every time I get a beat I know I gotta beat it up,
I bend it then I break it then I [G]chop it and I eat it up,
[C]And PETA would never approve of the way
I've been treating the music, I [G]bleed it,
I bruise it, I [Am]kick it to the curb and then I'm sipping on my bourbon
I be freakin it doing it, [G]keeping it moving
[C]I'm picking apart the muscle when I'm [G]thinking about the hustle but
I'm [F]nice! Nice.
[Am]Whoa whoa whoa, [G]what do you [C]take [G]us [F]for?[Am]
[Am]Whoa whoa whoa, [G]what do you [C]take [G]us [F]for?[Am]
[Am]I jump the freeway median, [G]I'm savage
[C]Cause my mode is that I'm meaner than the [G]average
[Am]Like my teacher taught me when I heard the crowd [G]applaud
I thought I was an atheist until I real-ized I'm a God
[Am]It could hurt a bit when I murder sh*t
In a moment, I'll be [G]tying off a tourniquet
[C]When I burn them and I hit them in the sternum
I don't even got to enter, but I'm [G]gonna win the tournament
[Am]That's what I'm all about
I do what I got to do and [G]never gonna pout
[C]And I hope that it would have been the end of it and I'm out
But they never tend to give me the [G]benefit of the doubt
[Am]Ever since I was a little kid
I know that I've been looking for the [G]hot, hot spotlight
[C]And if you really wonder what I think about the competition
They were [G]not-not-not tight
[Am]I've been reading my scripture
Every photo bomber wanna [G]be in my picture
[C]And you better bet I'm living every single day
Like it's the motherf**king [G]Catalina Wine Mixer
[Am]Bada bing, bada boom!
When I walk in, I'm the [G]king of the room
[C]And I get it locked in like the king in a tomb
When I spit a toxin and they [G]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
[Am]Whoa whoa whoa, [G]what do you [C]take [G]us [F]for?[Am]
[Am]Whoa whoa whoa, [G]what do you [C]take [G]us [F]for? [Am]
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