NSG & Tion Wayne – Pocket-Watching Lyrics

The lyrics of “NSG & Tion Wayne – Pocket-Watching” bring forth a captivating collaboration, combining the vibrant musical styles of NSG and Tion Wayne.

In this track, NSG and Tion Wayne deliver a pulsating and infectious energy that grabs the attention of listeners from the very first note. The verses in “NSG Ft. Tion Wayne – Pocket-Watching” transcend the ordinary, weaving together a dynamic and engaging narrative that showcases the artists’ lyrical prowess.

NSG and Tion Wayne’s seamless chemistry and rhythmic delivery create a catchy and memorable chorus that will have you singing along in no time. Their charismatic performances and captivating flows make “NSG & Tion Wayne – Pocket-Watching” a standout addition to their respective discographies.

The production of this song exemplifies the creative prowess of both NSG and Tion Wayne, featuring a vibrant and pulsating sonic landscape that perfectly complements the track’s energetic vibe. The result is an exhilarating and immersive auditory experience that will leave you wanting more.

For fans of NSG, Tion Wayne, and those who appreciate infectious and energetic music, “NSG & Tion Wayne – Pocket-Watching Lyrics” is a must-listen. It showcases the artists’ unique styles and talents, making it a thrilling addition to your musical playlist. 

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Lyrics 

My habibti calls me dirham
Not a goat
My nigga stay smoking on that igbo
Canadian loud or gelato
Pretty girl say she needs some shayo
Say she wanna do me sexually
I’m mad, I’m crazy mentally
Get bagged tryna free yourself financially
Area boy, Tion Wayne fatality 

Sometimes I pray but don’t go to church
More time I had more faith in cunch
Her ass fat I can tell from the front
My pocket fat you can tell by the watch
Before you buy ice gotta buy a mop
Invest in handguns, Glocks
Pocket watching till you get shot
Baby gyal I only want top

Spolit rotten
Shopping
Quater milly wrist memba having nuttin
Thought he was about that life till we shot him
What you gonna do, go and get your cousin?
Nowadays man they love to book me overseas
Drove all the way to Amsterdam with the machine
Had beef but that boy backtrack like Jackson
Billy Jean 

I can make a hundred racks eyes closed
Rap but boy got slap
Ride or fly
Spend some dirhams, try know
I need a boat and shy hoes

Typo
Mixed up Becky up with Ella
Link both girls they say that I’m a terror
Punched two guys just for tryna touch my brudda
Now they eyes twinning like Tia and tamera

Sometimes I pray but don’t go to church
More time I had more faith in cunch
Her ass fat I can tell from the front
My pocket fat you can tell by the watch
Before you buy ice gotta buy a mop
Invest in handguns, Glocks
Pocket watching till you get shot
Baby gyal I only want top

Battle ground like Asante soldier
Best salute me, the chief commander
Is that your whole army, is that your line up
Ring chargie in the day, team night done
I know she like bad man
Wanna chill with big boys, shout gang gang
Ghana UK boy chale wag 1
Here we got skengs in London don

Bangers n trappers at the show this shit high risk
Monkey on my shades I put money on my iris
Pro’ly won’t get bail cos imma flight risk
I see dem do it how they do but it ain’t like
They hate and they love it’s a thin line
Outside scape skating on thin ice
The gangs blessed Lord knows we some sinners
I brought a knife no fork where my dinner

Sometimes I pray but don’t go to church
More time I had more faith in cunch
Her ass fat I can tell from the front
My pocket fat you can tell by the watch
Before you buy ice gotta buy a mop
Invest in handguns, Glocks
Pocket watching till you get shot
Baby gyal I only want top

Stamp a man out in my Dr Martens
Now he gotta go see a Dr Martin
Wan’ chill with big boys Goya Menor
She ain’t felt a vibe like ever before

Using me for pictures Kodak
Baby how you doing me ko da
Which currency make you go down
I know only money make you go down

Fuck borrowing it imma take it
Roll me up a big fat spliff then I face it
That gyal got a big back made her shake it
Told me that she thinks I’m a munch then she ate it

Roller-coaster when she move bipolar
Beauty lies in the eyes of the holder
Looked him in the eye and still bumped the holder
Said he want war so I brought out my Soulja

Sometimes I pray but don’t go to church
More time I had more faith in cunch
Her ass fat I can tell from the front
My pocket fat you can tell by the watch
Before you buy ice gotta buy a mop
Invest in handguns, Glocks
Pocket watching till you get shot
Baby gyal I only want top