Tom: Ab major
Verse 1
Yo y'all wanna know about hoes?
Verse 2
Check it yo
Am
G
Adam is the man that got more
Am
G
honies than a hive of
Bees I skeeze I'm pullin
G
Am
And I try ta, always be patient with a miss
G
But I diss, 'cause groupies always
seem to make me pissed
Am
Huh, they gotta be frontin,
G
wantin to start a phony friendship
I never pretend to think I
befriend be them hips
B5
back to they moms with a grin
But if she's a boo boo head
Bb
I tell no- one that I got in
Verse 3
G
Yo, skins friends I got a lotta,
Am
G
and I gotta
Gm
G
Bend them and then blend all the hottie
Am
G
G
Am
Spurts be burstin like a mile a minute
G
'cause I can either take it
slow or yo I wild up in it
I'm pulling, yes 'cause fully dressed
Am
or threadbare they're nice
G
I twist my sides to tickle
thighs when my head's there
B
I now rips sets so foul dips spread my rep
B5
Bb
F
I sew the girls up like schweppes, so
Verse 4
Afterwards I'm bouncing
then they be running back for more
G
A
Rest assured, it's ab
G
Am
G
surd for her to be your linga
Am
'cause she can't get the stinga
stretch and I'm stronger
G
F#
G
I got the daddy ding- a- ling to
get you hot and bothered
Am
Get the kinks out when my stink in the
G
F#
pink shout and scream
Butta second fling is but a dream
Verse 5
Am
G
day one I played hoes in the schoolyard,
my tool heartless
But not for dips submerging it
ain't hurt men to merge in
Am
My status, from baddest to tims
Than gravity, and after the skins get hit,
I'm drowsing
Arousing the next dousing
Am
the next thousand my saliva
G
The liver ones 'cause I don't try
to run in no dumb females
Some be swell, but, my picks so why tricks
Get restricted to flicks with boo boo heads,
B5
Bm
[Chorus] I call myself
Verse 6
Bb
B
I call myself the man
B5
Bm
G
I call myself the man
Bb
B
I call myself the man
B5
B
I call myself the man
B5
Bb
Bm
I call myself the man
B
B5
B
I call myself the man
B5
Bb
G
I call myself the man
Verse 7
G
Niggaz cling, and get attached
to things on the flute
That's insane,
I just be in and bang, get boots
For gosh sakes, that broad shakes,
her thang to the whole game
The way the labia lips hang
it's a sad shame
Clapping when you're tapping,
just hit the scraps and be at em
Bb
The breasts sag like they're saddened
G
The skins are wrinkled, dry,
worn and battered
Leave em shattered,
she's as fly as a maggot
Verse 8
B
B5
Bm
B5
The him I am, the man I'm him
Bb
I been stout erect checkin dips
B
When I'm wreckin lips and
Bm
clitorises, hit her with this
Bb
swinging from my you- know- what's
so you know butt cheeks
Bm
B
Bm
Are clapping tapping the guts on
the late with your date
B
Makes my ego [ha- hah] read those
G
Bb
lipstick marks on my penal tip
B
penis took your dip to a fly despise
when I'm making them lips bend
Verse 9
Am
Am
G
I hit it, I did it, I admit it
F#
I never quit it, yes I knock the
G
Bowe, get with it, hoe, I get with
G
F#
No, boomerang broads
Am
Keep your corns on your
F#
G
But if she's fly, I try to bust that
Am
G
Glutinous maxims, I wax and bust
F#
G
I'm taxin just to be the mack man plus
Verse 10
Am
G
Once I been with women,
Am
G
friendship done been the sole outcome
How come skins can't work their way in?
The question resting late night
Am
G
at her pad and
Scheming to grab and season,
'cause she's in
Am
G
I fiend getting mad horny,
Am
G
transforming charges
Into swinging me, seemingly hard miss
G
Let her know that I was on it
G
Bb
G
B
Bb
Now I got dibs on that crib I'm +welcome back+ 'cause
B
Bm
B
Bb
I caught
B
Bm
B
G
Bb
her
Outro 1
[Chorus]
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