Whoa Whoa Whoa Watsky
Intro: Dm C F C Bb
(Chorus:)[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
Pretty much the rest of this song goes: Dm C F Bb
[Dm]I?m a phenomenon. And I gotta bring [C]pain in the Octagon
[F]When I wanna spit game at a soccer mom [Bb]I get it quicker than the left lane on the Audubon
[Dm]Fast; like Ramadan - and I battle young Padawans [C]all the damn day
[F]I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothaf**ka [Bb]a la flambé
[Dm]I go to Miley's house. I see that [C]Miley's home.
f Bb
I play Miley's ribcage with my dick like it's a Xylie-phone
[Dm]Yes, that was highly f**ked up but my skills are [C]highly honed
[F]And if I was highly hyphy [Bb]I might be more widely known
[Dm]Se la vie. Better [C]pay my fee
[F]They kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia jacket, they get it in the [Bb]Bay in a plain white tee
[Dm]Hey mami! You a [C]PYT!
[F]Wanna see me speak? Then I go (go) go (g[Bb]o) go (go)!
[Dm]Every time I get a beat I know I gotta beat it up, I bend it then I break it then I chop it and I eat it up,
[Dm]And PETA would never approve of the way I?ve been treating the music, I bleed it,
[Db]I bruise it, I kick it to the curb and then I?m sipping on my bourbon I be freakin it doing it, keeping it
moving
[Bb]I?m picking apart the muscle when I?m thinking about the hustle but I?m nice. Nice!
(Chorus:)[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
[Dm]I'll jump the freeway median, [C]I'm savage
[F]Cause my mode is that I'm meaner than the [Bb]average
[Dm]Like my teacher taught me when I heard the crowd a[C]pplaud
F (N.C.)
I thought I was an atheist until I realized I'm a God
[Dm]It could hurt a bit when I murder sh*t in a moment I'll be tying off a tourniquet
[F]When I burn em and I hit em in the sternum, [Bb]I don't even gotta enter but I'm gonna win the tournament
[Dm]That's what I'm all about. Do what I gotta do and [C]never gonna pout
[F]And I hope that it woulda been the end of it and I'm out, [Bb]but they never tend to gimme the benefit of the doubt
[Dm]Ever since I was a little I kid I know that I've been looking for the [C]hot hot spotlight
[F]And if you really wonder what I think about the [Bb]competition, they were not not not tight
[Dm]I been reading my scripture. Every photobomber wanna [C]be in my picture
[F]And ya betta bet I'm living every single [Bb]day like it's the mothaf**kin Catalina Wine Mixer
(N.C.)
Bada bing bada boom, when I walk in I'm the king of the room
(N.C.)
And I get it locked in like a king in a tomb, when I spit a toxin and they cough on the fumes
(N.C.)
Cause I?m back in the nick of time and attacking a fickle mind I?m a jackal I?ll rip his hid I?ma tackle him,
pick a fight,
(N.C.)
I be Dracula set to bite in the black of the bitter night and I?m out. Poof.
(Chorus:)[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
[Dm]Whoa whoa whoa, [C]what do you [F]take us [Bb]for?
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