Tonart: B minor•
Verse 1
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Em
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Em
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G
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Em
Man,
G
Em
I've been around the world a few times
Bm
And see, I found out quickly
Em
G
Dollar signs get you higher
Bm
than pounds of stickers
Em
But wait, don't get me wrong,
G
I'm still blowin' them green leaves
But the cold cash
Bm
is just as important as air you breathe
Em
I'm the type to get slowly,
Bm
steppin' out on stage
Em
Feel the rush from the crowd,
Bm
when it's over I'm gettin' paid
Em
I get comatose, salty, shanty beats
G
You just might overdose
Em
if you're mixin' with Mr. Keys
I need a 12 -step program
G
Em
The scent of a woman will
drive me crazy
Bm
Especially if she's thick as
Em
I get belligerent just thinkin'
Bm
G
bout the money and power
Bm
I need a fix every hour on the hour
Em
I hotbox the mic group
Bm
and call it how I see it
G
So if Prozac's addicted to the same shit,
Em
And if Sean wants to puff puff pass,
it's all greatly
G
The game's what I made it,
Em
and I am what it made me
Bm
The purple cut grass,
the way the S .S .M. smash
Em
G
The bright lights, the groupies givin' ass
Em
Bm
My music and the cold hard cash
Em
Bm
Rollin' on dubs, VIP club clothes
and showin' my ass
Em
G
Em
I done dealt it,
the streets is hot like a stove
G
Em
I feel melted, I was white
then got green like the Celtics
Bm
Em
I can't help it
G
Mr. Key, Prozac, and Shawn Teef
Em
in the blow like Elvis
Call me the weed killer,
G
Em
I ain't shy about mine shit,
I need Skrilla
I'm trying to roll like a classic
and bleed figures
Past the weed,
G
I ain't fucking with none of these niggas
Em
We off the mean Joe dream,
we ain't seen rickers
It's baller shit,
Bm
clean whips and foreign broads
Em
Designer fits, big faces by the wards
G
Em
Ice that'll make you say, oh my God
22 -inch spinners on the mop
Bm
We blow hard like it's a 9 -to -5 job
Em
Like I'm the wolf trying
to get them three hawks
G
Em
We live long
The purple -cut grass,
Bm
Em
the way the excess sips match
G
The bright lights, the groupies giving ass
Em
My music and the cold hard cash
Bm
Rolling on dubs, VIP club clothes
Em
G
and showing my ass
Em
You can't survive in this world
Bm
without no coochie and some cigarettes
Bm
and let me mack your bitch,
smack your bitch
G
and let her hit the switch
Bm
While she licking my dick,
Em
aw shit I'm too legit to quit
Bm
I wanna H2 with big TVs and shit
Em
Bm
Oh my, a bad motherfucker am I
G
I got a big body bourbon
Em
Bm
that makes me high
Em
Bm
Em
I laugh and cry when I drive by
Bm
Like R. Kelly I believe I can fly
G
endo -puffin' air polluter
Em
Nose candy, brandy, and Kahlua
Bm
I see a bride and you know
You mean baby over there
with all that ass?
It's makin' me hot
Em
The way the S .S .M. stands
It's makin' me hot
Bm
The bright lights, the groupies givin' ass
G
Bm
My music and the cold hard cash
You
Em
Bm
Em
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