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Whoa Whoa Whoa

Hey guys! This is the first time I've submitted a tab so if you have any corrections or comments please feel 
free to share. This is Whoa Whoa Whoa off Watsky's new album All You Can Do, an album I highly recommend. Enjoy!

Intro: Dm C F C Bb       

         Dm              C           F       Bb
Chorus:Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm              C           F       Bb   
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?

Pretty much the rest of this song goes: Dm C F Bb

Dm                                  C 
I’m a phenomenon. And I gotta bring pain in the Octagon
F                                      Bb    
When I wanna spit game at a soccer mom I get it quicker than the left lane on the Audubon
Dm                                               C            
Fast; like Ramadan - and I battle young Padawans all the damn day
F                                                                                  Bb 
I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothafucka a la flambé
Dm                                C  
I go to Miley's house. I see that Miley's home.
f                              Bb  
I play Miley's ribcage with my dick like it's a Xylie-phone
Dm                                               C
Yes, that was highly fucked up but my skills are highly honed
F                         Bb    
And if I was highly hyphy I might be more widely known
Dm                C        
Se la vie. Better pay my fee
F                                                                 Bb   
They kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia jacket, they get it in the Bay in a plain white tee
Dm              C  
Hey mami! You a PYT!
F                                       Bb
Wanna see me speak? Then I go (go) go (go) 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!

         Dm              C           F       Bb
Chorus:Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm              C           F       Bb   
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?

Dm                            C  
I'll jump the freeway median, I'm savage
F                                         Bb
Cause my mode is that I'm meaner than the average
Dm                                                C
Like my teacher taught me when I heard the crowd applaud
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 shit in a moment I'll be tying off a tourniquet
F                                           Bb                           
When I burn em and I hit em in the sternum, I don't even gotta enter but I'm gonna win the tournament
Dm                                                C 
That's what I'm all about. Do what I gotta do and never gonna pout
F                                                         Bb  
And I hope that it woulda been the end of it and I'm out, but they never tend to gimme the benefit of the doubt
Dm                                                                    C
Ever since I was a little I kid I know that I've been looking for the hot hot spotlight
F                                               Bb              
And if you really wonder what I think about the competition, they were not not not tight
Dm                                                   C
I been reading my scripture. Every photobomber wanna be in my picture
F                                        Bb                      
And ya betta bet I'm living every single day like it's the mothafuckin 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.

         Dm              C           F       Bb
Chorus:Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm              C           F       Bb   
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?

Dm              C           F       Bb
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm              C           F       Bb   
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
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