Key: Eb major•
Verse 1
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Cm
What's up, Ms. Nan?
Tris knew this now, Ms. Nan
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I seen Tisnask all in front of the house,
Ms. Nan
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Cm
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A nigga was tris nipping,
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Eb
I'm thinking about this rookie
oh, is there a problem, sir?
No, there's not,
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A lame ass cop, a pumping nursery fear
And blow your mother
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fucking head straight off
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I'm checkin', gettin' crooked,
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Ab
Hit a devastating leap over the fence
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I hit the ground in the right and com mit
To put my motherfuckin'
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After me, he hit the fence, but I'm gone
He's stompin' speakers,
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gettin' angry, sayin' damn
By the time I'm in the
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cucka with a slam
G
Cm
They're my partners,
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Cm
but they wanna ride to Bridget
I said, okay,
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One light, one dark,
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But as soon as I pulled away from the curb
to go on my nerves
I'm getting jittery,
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but the hoes couldn't sit
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Cm
I had a sack in my drawers worth a chink
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I made a move, and when I did,
the bitch is out of my roof firing
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Cm
about the punk wonder rent
So y 'all see,
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that was a job well done
drink and the bomb, huh
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We hit bridges,
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And being the player that I am,
I'll continue to be
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G
But what do you know, man,
I got somethin' when I
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keep on jackin', see
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Ab
Like that, Ms. Nairn,
Nubskull
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finna kick this jailhouse shit
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motherfuckin' jailhouse
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Cm
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I heard more stories than soaps
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Be fore I hit the first bullpen or
G
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Holden Seller
heard more motherfuckers
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Be sellin' dope in the East,
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One nigga said he fucked more bitches
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Got a bitch thirty -six with a husband, too
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He don't sell weight,
Know he's not hungry
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Know he's bragging about
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He takes a 40 to the face
every morning
G
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But to make shit worse
Db
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Ab
Now this was the wopper
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Come on, that shit is wicked
Why these motherfuckers always
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ly ing just to kick it?
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With that jailhouse shit,
Yes, no, miss,
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when you finna hit that ma jor lick
soldin' shit to myself about
the jackedest trick
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thicker than my dick,
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so you know he's livin' fat
Plush -ass Rolls -Royce,
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I'm sayin' that he tried to have me off,
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Cm
I know the motherfuckin' turf
Just like the back of my hand,
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the man tried to pull the lick
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at grandma's house, it's flottin'
Niggas is mad
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because I got shit sold like a stockin'
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be walkin' fast past him
Because they know Jock's mouth
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got the creamery for them
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can match up to the candy that we nuts
way in deep cut
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Deeper than Schitt's Creek,
as soon as the bitch beat
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She gon' tell me where the trick sleep
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Then I'ma go pimp this old shit
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In your ass, in your kid's ass,
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Two dicks don't click,
Cm
but never try to play me like a little bitch
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Yeah, C &H crew,
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Yeah, flow like this, somethin' to ride to
Outro 1
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ChordsAb Eb Cm Db G...
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