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Pure Sex chords by Moka Only

  • C

  • Am

  • Ab

    4
  • Em

  • Cm

    3
  • Bm

    2
  • Bb

  • G

  • F#

    2
  • D

  • Fm

Intro 1
C
Am
Ab
Em
C
Cm
C
Ab
Em
C
Am
C
Em
Bm
C
Am
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Bb
Em
C
Verse 1
Am
C
Bb
I'm amazed at the ways of the days of my life
Em
C
Still, a man can't stand still
G
A man can't feel what a man can't feel
Em
So I urge the real ones to
C
get down and chill
Am
C
With the, ah, ah, the durvable
Bb
There's a lot of blockin'
Em
C
Fuck y 'all thinkin' gon' stop
me from poppin'?
Niggas be like, that's an underground nigga,
so fuck him
Em
Un derground niggas be like
F#
C
most of the new rockin'
Am
C
Bb
I lock it to tangents, you feel, not see
Em
C
Hot seat burnin' my pants, I still not see
What y 'all be fussin' about,
Bb
can't categorize
Em
C
Cat with your eyes and stats,
Am
the surprise is that
C
Bb
I got my niche, sloppy yet tasty
Em
Drums just push along
C
and ain't nothin' hasty
Am
C
But sometimes I dig that
Bb
stripped down shit
Em
Like my dog
C
Sunspot who in vented that shit
Am
C
You take a sample, chop it short
Bb
You fuck with it an d stick it
Em
Bm
Crack a little something of a snare
C
Then you kick it
Am
C
Voila, simple
Em
Sometimes let it swing
Put the snare in early
C
With the shuffle bass
Bb
Pure sex
Em
Sexy shit
G
C
Get lit with it
It's pure sex
Em
Just sexy shit
Bm
C
So get lit with it
Bb
It's pure sex
Em
C
Sexy shit, so get lit with it,
Cm
it's pure sex
Bb
Em
C
It's just sexy shit, it's just sexy shit
Am
C
G
On to the context, subject and what not,
Em
no secret
G
Everyday items,
C
like the bus stop when you waitin' with your
Walkman
Cm
C
Em
And it's rainin' and you talkin' to a girl who
C
just poppin' and she worth stoppin' for
D
Bm
Em
Or talkin' bout vacation, takin' shoppin' towards inner city that's new to you,
C
you do poppin' stores
D
Or, record digging if you collect
Bb
Em
Or , checking niggas
C
who need to be checked
Because they rap is blood,
Cm
you take it through the neck
C
Write about the night or the morning
in your neck of the woods
Is it nice?
Cm
Is it trife?
Is it beads?
Em
Is it gold?
Is it ice?
G
C
You're fucked, I'm talking everyday
Cm
Bb
details on some vanity clown shit
Em
G
Hip -hop fool, what you talking about?
C
What you was first down with?
Won't let it slip, for the grip
Em
C
Nigga you can still make cash
without abandoning
shit
Use your brain and your heart,
Bb
Em
G
C
get sick
Cm
Bb
Bm
G
C
Cm
Em
G
C
Cm
Bb
Em
C
Am
Cm
Em
C
to eliminate them
Cm
Sex and shit, sex and shit,
Em
G
sex shit, sex and shit
C
Fm
Em
It's still the knock, yo
It's still very, very
C
West
Coast
West
Am
Fm
Coast
Em
If I know there's some
West
Coast motherfuckers out
C
there, niggas be like
Bb
Em
Man, you gotta, you gotta be from the
G
East, man
C
So fuck it, it's just music,
motherfucker
Bb
Motherfucker
Em
C
Sex and music a day
Thank you.
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