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