Tonart: C minor•
Intro 1
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Ab
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Verse 1
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I'm a certified superfly,
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hair down, maniac, lunatic,
Cm
and tell -a -lie, call -a
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Pop a green thumb, rap star, Coca -Cola,
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crystal meth, Oxycontin, and black tar
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Smooth talker, hard to fuck, good cook, good job,
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sexy ass, GQ, down a blast, down a squat
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Reckon they'll grow a backdrop,
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a pretty Ca dillac,
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grab the mic and bust around
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And got my money happy
Cm
with the heat in my lap
Gm
I fuck a nigga up with a ballpoint pen,
I keep my women happy,
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fuck them every now and again
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Ha ha, ooh wee,
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I'm standing on the world's largest capital P
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Ha ha ha, oh my god,
Gm
I went to fuck it like a wild
Gm
They said I couldn't do it,
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but I did it like why?
Cm
What's up nigga, you know about us
Don't ever tell me what to do
or call yourself checkin' me
Gm
You know I work for the killer whale,
Cm
you just chickenin' at a sink
Gm
You better check the oil in your car,
Cm
remember who you talkin' to
Gm
Don't let these fingernails fool you,
I'll break em all,
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Gm
takin' off on you
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Gm
Baby, do you know who I am?
Gm
will you allow me to
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introduce myself to you?
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Ma 'am, lady, what's your name?
Well, do you live in Oowie?
Gm
Can I offer you a stick of
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Wrigley Spearmint gum?
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Baby, spend the night with me
Cm
And then fool with you
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We don't have to take our
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clothes off to have fun
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Baby What's up, Quentin?
Cm
Hey baby, I bet you I can put you to sleep
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I said, take one more motherfuckin'
thing from me
Cm
and step your ass in the street
I got bomb scrap
Gm
Bap, bap, bing, bing
Why F .W .S .T. catch me?
Cm
You know them kind of things
Hey, wait a minute,
where you going?
Slow down
Gm
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Gm
Look, I didn't mean to scare you,
I apologize
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I'm just telling you my pedigree,
I keep it 100
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I watch myself because I'm
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talented and niggas want it
Gm
I knock a bitch through a brick wall,
sound like a maggot
Cm
Sugar -free to pimp, I'm on a stout,
keep it crackin'
Gm
I'm trying to tell you
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something your mama forgot
Gm
And you better take it with you, bitch,
until your cash get dropped
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You can stand up, ho,
Remember, bitches fuck for free,
Cm
but prostitutes get ripped
Gm
And if you catch a trick slipping,
Gm
That's just some extras
that your ass ain't gotta make back
Cm
Just think about it,
Gm
look at all them niggas you fuck
with for nothin'
Fuck some fool for a blunt,
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lil' square -ass punk
Gm
Keep up the free -fuckin',
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all you opportunists
Gm
Try that shit with me
and your ass'll be in a trauma unit
Cm
Keep up the bad work
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Baby, do you know who I am?
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I know it's crazy,
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will you al low me to introduce
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Man, lady, what's your name?
Where do you live?
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And ooh wee, can I offer you a stick?
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No, frankly, spare me, God
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spend the night with me
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And then before we leave,
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we know how to take our
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clothes off to have fun
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Baby
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pussy don't button this dick, dude
I think somewhere along the line
Cm
somebody tricked you
Gm
But you gon' grow up
Cm
and try to fuck up with the wrong nigga
Gm
And think you wrong when he be genuine,
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so now drop your liver
Cm
Gm
Bitch killer? Ain't no love, bitch
It take a certain type of woman
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to be fuckin' with this
Gm
Chances are she had a hard
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Mama somewhere drunk,
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bending over, throwing up
She probably got molested
Gm
by somebody in her family or something
And told her that she better
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never tell nobody nothing
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She held it in and let it happen,
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probably cry ing her sleep
Gm
Cause I got plenty of them
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on my shoulder cry ing on me
Cm
I learned that women don't forget
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about some shit like that
Cm
You wonder why she's prostituting
and she cool with the fact
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Cm
A lot of these hoes got kids to feed
Gm
And ain't nobody helping them out
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and they gon' get what
they need
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And wouldn't give a fuck less
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what you say about her
Just don't touch her or her money,
Cm
ain't no play about her
Gm
Cause she done been in cars and hotels
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Plus you know her job is dangerous,
Cm
Don't want me hanging
by the hose,
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she know what's up on the streets
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And I don't know about you,
Cm
but that's the woman for me
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For real
Damn
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Baby, do you know who I am?
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will you al low me to introduce
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what's your name?
Where do you live?
And who's with you?
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Can I offer you a stick of
Damn, and damn, baby, yeah,
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spend the night with me, oo h -wee,
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we don't have to take our clothes off to have fun
can't do nothin' with no square,
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man, period, you know
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My stomach start hurtin' when I'm around square bitches,
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you know what I mean?
Cm
I will live till I die,
Gm
my name is Sugar Free, man,
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I'm from the west side of Pobona,
man
Cm
Yeah, man, we got my nigga
Chris
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right there behind the board,
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we got fingers up in here
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It's goin' down, man, you know
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And, uh, if it's good to you,
it must be good for you
And do what the mob say,
Outro 1
do it
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