Watsky - Whoa whoa whoa

INTRO

Am G C G F AM

CHORUS x2

^AmWhoa whoa whoa, ^Gwhat do you ^Ctake ^Gus ^Ffor? ^{Am Am}Whoa whoa whoa, ^Gwhat do you ^Ctake ^Gus ^Ffor? ^Am

VERSE 1

^AmI’m a phenomenon. And I gotta brin^Gg pain in the Octagon ^CWhen I wanna spit game at a soccer mom I get it quicker than the left ^Glane on the Audubon, ^Cfast Like Ramadan - and I battle young Padawans all the ^Gdamn day ^CI'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothafucka a ^Cla flambé ^AmI go to Miley's house. I see that ^GMiley's home. ^CI play Miley's ribcage with my ^Gdick like it's a ^FXylie-phone ^AmYes, that was highly fucked up but my skills are ^Ghighly honed ^CAnd if I was ^Ghighly hyphy ^FI might be more ^Amwidely known ^AmSe la vie. Better ^Gpay my fee ^CThey kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia jacket, They get it in the ^GBay in a ^Fplain white tee ^AmHey mami! You a ^GPYT! ^CWanna see me ^Gspeak? Then I ^Fgo go go ^Amgo! ^AmEvery time I get a beat I know I gotta beat it up, I bend it then I break it then I ^Gchop it and I eat it up, ^CAnd PETA would never approve of the way I’ve been treating the music, ^GI bleed it, I bruise it, I ^Amkick it to the curb and then I’m sipping on my bourbon I be freakin it doing it, ^Gkeeping it moving ^CI’m picking apart the muscle when I?^G??m thinking about the hustle but I’^Fm nice! Nice.

CHORUS x2

^AmWhoa whoa whoa, ^Gwhat do you ^Ctake ^Gus ^Ffor? ^{Am Am}Whoa whoa whoa, ^Gwhat do you ^Ctake ^Gus ^Ffor? ^Am

VERSE 2

^AmI jump the freeway median, ^GI'm savage ^CCause my mode is that I'm meaner than the ^Gaverage ^AmLike my teacher taught me when I heard the crowd ^Gapplaud ^CI thought I was an ^Gatheist until I ^Freal-

N.C.

ized I'm a God ^AmIt could hurt a bit when I murder shit In a moment, I'll be ^Gtying off a tourniquet ^CWhen I burn them and I hit them in the sternum I don't even got to enter, but I'm ^Ggonna win the tournament ^AmThat's what I'm all about I do what I got to do and ^Gnever gonna pout ^CAnd I hope that it would have been the end of it and I'm out But they never tend to give me the ^Gbenefit of the doubt ^AmEver since I was a little kid I know that I've been looking for the ^Ghot, hot spotlight ^CAnd if you really wonder what I think about the competition They were ^Gnot-not-not tight ^AmI've been reading my scripture Every photo bomber wanna ^Gbe in my picture ^CAnd you better bet I'm living every single day Like it's the motherfucking ^GCatalina Wine Mixer ^AmBada bing, bada boom! When I walk in, I'm the ^Gking of the room ^CAnd I get it locked in like the king in a tomb When I spit a toxin and they ^Gcough on the fumes Cause I'm ^Amback

N.C.

in the nick of time and attacking the fickle mind

CHORUS x2

^AmWhoa whoa whoa, ^Gwhat do you ^Ctake ^Gus ^Ffor? ^{Am Am}Whoa whoa whoa, ^Gwhat do you ^Ctake ^Gus ^Ffor? ^Am