Tonalidad: E minor•
Verse 1
Em
D
C
Bm
I like the way this feel bitch for real
G
Em
Bitch I'm talkin' bout you
You know that bitch a ho
D
Tap her on the shoulder
C
Bm
Let her know, know what I mean
Keep it real with a bitch,
G
know what I mean?
Verse 2
Em
I always knew you was a greazy bitch
Tried to warn my homie but
D
He didn't be lieve me bitch
C
Its a shame how you had
Dude trickin his chips
Bm
Less than a week later you
Em
Got his nose wide open
Not to mention his wallet
D
Every chance he got he was
Comin out of pocket you
C
trippin my nigga
How you gon let this bitch hustle you
Bm
Wonder why this grown- ass
G
man was so gullible
She fuck with any nigga on the team
Bitch got a thing for
D
C
Diamond rings and ding- a- lings
On the floor, shopping sprees
and fur coats
Bm
You pumped her head up now
She think she the most
G
Em
I just beat the pussy up and get ghost
And I never spend a penny
D
Bitches supply me with hydro and Henny
C
I'm just speakin on
the thangs you do
Verse 3
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
D
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
(you you you)
And all the thangs you do
Down to bust down every
D
nigga in my crew
C
Not my lady, not my baby
And you ain't my boo
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
G
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
(you you you)
And all the rats that you roll with
D
Gon admit your whole clique on some ho shit
C
And if I wanted I could
fuck them too
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
G
D
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
Em
So can you taste it ho it ain't no game You
Verse 4
Em
gon make a nigga say yo name
Bitch I'm talkin to you
So can you taste it ho it ain't no game
You gon make a nigga say yo name
D
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout
Keisha, Leisha, April and Alicia
D
Nothing but them dog- ass hoes
And straight skeezers
C
Type of bitch to come to your
Spot and smoke up your reefer
Bm
Then wanna give you brain
D
Bitch drop some change
Em
On this mothafuckin doity you puffin on
Put up on my reefer sack or
D
Leave it the fuck alone
C
You hoes want Patron shots
and Grey Goose
Bm
Thinking a nigga gon supply your
Liquor just cause you cute
D
Em
Well goddamn, I am,
appalled at y'all frauds
I ain't in it for the drawers
D
You all on my balls
C
Don't answer y'all calls
And you wonder why you
can't get through
Verse 5
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
D
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
(you you you)
And all the thangs you do
Down to bust down every
D
nigga in my crew
C
Not my lady, not my baby
And you ain't my boo
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
D
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
(you you you)
And all the rats that you roll with
D
Gon admit your whole clique on some ho shit
C
And if I wanted I could
fuck them too
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
G
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
Verse 6
Em
You bitch nigga, you trick niggas She
playing with your dick and
D
You payin her rent nigga
C
I specialize in this pimpin
And breakin these hoes
Bm
Charge it all to a bitch
G
Nigga that's how it goes
Em
but who knows
I might bump into two hoes
That's bout that action
Met em in the lobby
D
I'm probably gon be smashin
C
If I can get em to the suite
I'd rather hit the streets
Bm
D
So pat your feet to the street bitch
Em
Mash for rations
I was in the cranberry Chevy
with Rosemary
Nymphomaniac from Gary who strip
D
At the Black Cherry
C
But her momma think she work
As a medical secretary in
Bm
the day but in the
G
Evenin she doin what's necessary
Em
Just to stay up in them Gucci boots
Suck a dick in the coupe
D
They say I'm hard on these heifers
I just tell the truth
C
Cause I'm just speaking on
The thangs they do
Verse 7
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout
you (you you you)
And all the thangs you do
Down to bust down every
D
nigga in my crew
C
Not my lady, not my baby
And you ain't my boo
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
G
Em
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
(you you you)
And all the rats that you roll with
D
Gon admit your whole clique on some ho shit
C
And if I wanted I could
fuck them too
Bm
Don't look around like you
Ain't got no clue
Bitch I'm talkin bout you
Am
And you, and
Verse 8
you, and you, and you
Am
Em
I see you girl (bitch) i see
D
you girl (haha)
Bm
I'm off them ragged- ass
Outro 1
hoes man
Em
D
C
Bm
G
Em
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