Tonalidad: A minor•
Intro 1
Am
G
D
Well,
Verse 1
G
Am
you got a hot
date and you want to be fly
Am
Gucci blazer and a
Gucci tie
Now the hair out of place,
G
a freshly shaved face
You think you're walking out the
Am
house with the dialing grace
You pick up your girl and
take her out to dinner
G
Cause when the night is over,
Am
G
Am
you think you're gonna win her
Then you move real close,
using all of your charm
G
And then your girl says, baby guess what
Am
D
G
Am
G
I smell you at the house
G
It's ringing out loud and clear as a bell
You can't hear it
Because you're immune to the smell
Am
Now I describe your aroma as foul
And pathetic
G
And they can use that odor as
the latest anesthetic
Am
Now I know that it's no -go funk
Because it's written all over
by the way that you smell
That funk
That scent
You'll be arrested for malicious
body odor intent
Am
Your owner's going around
doing people's harm
G
And there's somebody turning around to say
I smell your underarm
Am
G
Am
The foam, the foam, the foam
You woke up late for work,
G
using the same old line
I don't think I'm gonna wash
my underarms this time
Am
The more you ignore the worse
G
the smell grows
And you pick out all your clothes
by using your nose
Am
G
It was the rush hour when
I was on the train
And the smell of underarms
was driving me insane
Am
G
It was a surefire way
of bringing me to my death
I couldn't hold the conversation,
I was holdin' my breath
Am
You could see the funk
G
just like a cloud in the air
Am
Was homeboy sittin' next to me,
I swear
When I saw the direction
G
that this girl was leanin'
I heard homeboy's under
Am
G
arms just screamin'
Am
G
I smell your underarms
Am
G
Hangin' at a party one night all alone
Am
G
Sippin' on the bottom of
Dom
Perignon
Am
The crowd was on the floor
G
Rockin' the beat
Am
G
Smellin' like they ain't bathed
Am
since last week
Smell was all through the households
G
Rockin' the place
The funk through the air like
a fresh can of mace
Am
When you raised your hand
G
I had to sound the alarm
Of course I knew
There's a mothafucka under his arm
Am
We were so shocked
G
we couldn't even run
And they declared us all
Probably gonna be number one
Am
G
Am
Now you might think it's funny
G
But it ain't no joke
Yo, it's about that time
Am
Now put it all to a vote
G
Throw your hands in the air
If you're ready to party hard
G
Put them hands back down,
everybody,
cause you didn't use right gauze.
Am
G
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
Am
I smell your underarms.
G
Am
Boom, boom, boom,
G
Boom, boom, boom,
Am
G
Am
Boom, boom, boom,
A
Am
G
G
Boom, boom, boom,
Am
G
Am
You
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