Pocket

Woah woah yeah do it do it do it well yeah
So so smooth in the party you could see me you could tell yeah
I’m in the pocket and I might have to rock it again woah
Do it do it do it do it well yeah I know I do well
Yeah yeah

16’s all I need on the beat
When we was 16 it was mean in the streets
Now they got extendos reach to floor
You better pray that that boy don’t let it go
I rep the west side homie 10 toes down
Grew up round some OGs you wouldn’t come around
This time I had to keep it real simple with the cadence
So you could comprehend everything that I’m sayin
I like to pull up at the end of the party
Hopping out the whip feel like everybody know me
Twist up a 40 say wassup to the homies
Seen my ex girl, she was plotting on the low key
She know me I be...

Doin it, doin it, doin it, doin it well
Smooth in the way that I move and I know you can tell
Always in the pocket and I might have to rock it again, woah
Cause I’m doin it, doin it, doin it, doin it well
Woah

Golden daughter, incense and jade
Burning the sage, blessin your brain
Clearing the air and expanding the space
Tracing the world with the the words on the page
Always automatic when you put me in the mix
Californicated with a sprinkle of the 6
Now I got you toasting, grabbin ya 5th
Yeah I’m a legend, a myth
They all knotted up why they so uptight
So many opinions the harder I shine
I pay them no mind, hustle and flow
Surfing the wave until I reach the shore
You know me I be

Doin it, doin it, doin it, doin it well
Smooth in the way that I move and I know you can tell
Always in the pocket and I might have to rock it again, woah
Cause I’m doin it, doin it, doin it, doin it well
Woah