Tom: Eb major•
Verse 1
B
Nikki, how'd you get your
F
Bb
eye fucked up?
Saturday, me and the girls coolin'
Hangin' out, sippin' stout,
so yo, we both foolin'
Invited three guys to the house, now
Two was real deaf,
the other was asked to get out
No doubt, I picked the winner
Cause my man was on vacation for weeks
Not that I was fiendin' but for
freakin'
At least twice he achieved, now
Clearly I was hopin' he was
not heartbroken
When I'm done, I brought my mission up
My past, he was hopin'
Ab
Nana, hold on a minute
Cm
Ab
You went out, got pissed
F
I walked back too far, she's
F
Ab
Yeah, well I told you my man was out of town,
F
so what else was I to do?
Cm
Now it's late that night,
and living color's on the tube
So I laugh a little bit to
get the freak in the mood
He plays the sharo,
but I know what quiet ones got
I rub him, I push him, yeah,
Bb
Cm
here comes the speed knock
So here we go, head to head,
chest to chest, toe to toe
F
I'm feeling horny, so I'll give it a go
and pumping, and sweating
F
And we were knocking boots like
Bb
we had both did a pitting
we hear keys upon the door
Hey, he takes a flyin' leap,
I take a dive to the floor
I reach for my panties,
but this person's gettin' closer
I hear a deep voice,
it's my man, yo, I'm over
Hey,
Ab
Nicki, you in your house with this geezer
And your man's at the door with
Bb
Cm
How'd he get these keys then?
Ab
Cm
He pays the rent
Ab
F
Shit, he gave me keys
Bb
Cm
Damn, it's my man now,
here I go, ass out shit
If I ain't gonna regret sippin' on stout
Yo, he broke into the door,
threw my freak against the wall
Punched me in my eye and told me,
bitch, you got the ball
B
Cm
Ab
Knocked me down hard,
Cm
my freak was severely scarred
B
Yo, I tried to put my clothes on,
Ab
C
G
So ay, I got away,
Cm
but he was right behind me
Ab
F
Hey, I was jetting out like I was
F
Cm
C
My eye was swelling lovely
Cm
as I ran for the telephone
But here comes another left hook,
I'm gone
Okay, so it's cool,
I put the shades on and I step
Yo, I'm outta here, dear,
it was fun, no regrets
Nah, nah, I'm sorry,
Ab
Nicki, but you're mental
I mean, look at the eyes,
Ab
F
that flippin' bastard
Bb
Cm
And your man's a twit
Ab
Well, what do you expect, eh?
Yo, yo, yo, yo, what's up with this studio?
Ab
Bb
Cm
Get the girlfriend, bitch, get out of here
Ab
Yo, what you sup posed to be in the kitchen,
man?
Why'd you come in here breaking
all my records and stuff like
F
Ab
tell your girlfriend to get
the fuck out here
don't some
Quinn
And some hot sauce
Cook your own shit
Ab
Oh, fuck, fuck you, get out
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