"You Better Watch Me" lyrics

Oh, y'all wanna go to the nineties?
Y'all wanna go retro?
That's what we doing?
Oh that's one of my specialties

(Get busy y'all)
You better watch me
You better watch me
You better watch me
You better watch me

Let's get it popping
They like this boy rotten
I'm like I'd rather pick pockets than pick cotton
And sometimes gotta see cats to blow
I was blessed with that 20/20 vision fa sure
See its 20 mil a year 20 years in a row
First 20 mil came when I was 20 years old
I average right around 20% on my dough
Fast forward 20 years then compare my flow
Difference is I own mine and you still owe
Slacking in your mackin can't save a ho
Speculating at the bar over mojito
Like I bet you fall off, oh no he won't
So I so spit better, oh no he don't
Under 20 ass 50 if you feeling to go
Over 30 ass Rakim I ain't no joke
I'm dirty his jaws drop off wicked and went

(Get busy y'all)
You better watch me
You better watch me
You better watch me
You better watch me

Still banging both, still hanging
Look like a - thank God I'm still reigning
Spar bar-for-bar wit whoever think I'm playing
I'm light on my feet, you can't judge me by the weigh-in
I'ts hard to grasp some of the shit I be saying
It flies over your head like a second string is
You can't comprehend me
You couldn't place a decimal on the paper I'm making
Blind man can't appreciate on Picasso's creation
No wonder y'all keep hating
Is L really to go young boy's debatin'
You play Johnny Cochoran I'll keep on cakin'
You can't compare me to them line for line
I'm beyond that I represent eras in of time
Classic my style can't be defined
I'll be relevant forever, get it through your mind
Just watch me

(I see you)
Two stepping in the club
With my L in the air
And a bottle of bub
(I see you)
Two stepping in the club
With my L in the air
And a bottle of bub
(I see you)
Two stepping in the club
With my L in the air
And a bottle of bub
(I see you)
Two stepping in the club
With my L in the air
And a bottle of bub
(I see you)

Back on the scene, back repping Queens
Turning Def Jam back into a marketing machine
Now we talkin' autographs, cheers and laughs
I got interns telling niggas kiss they ass
'Cause we back on top, ain't nobody this high
Just them niggas is mad whether they say it or not (ha-ha)
I thought I told ya that we don't stop
Tell all them sucker MCs jump on the jock
And watch me

Ls up
Ls up
Ls up
Put ya Ls up
Come on
Ls up
Ls up
Ls up
Put ya Ls up
Come on
Ls up
Ls up
Ls up
Put ya Ls up
Come on
Ls up
Ls up
Ls up
Put ya Ls up
Come on, yeah