Tom: G# minor
Intro 1
G#m
F#
G#m
Verse 1
G#m
Get the fuck out of here,
I'm LL Cool
Soaking wet with bad
bitches in the indoor pool
Verse 2
G#m
Yo what am I, an animal?
Verse 3
G#m
Cause I bagged yours too
and you can get pants, schooly
what I wrote cause fire and smoke
Think I started on the choir
singing solo for the pope
Tell your mama please,
get up off her knees
F#
You can't wear yellow spandex wit
G#m
a ass of cottage cheese
Open toed shoes,
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G#m
feet smell like collard greens
Toes "Kriss Krossed" like
F#
D#m
she on J. Dupris' team
G#m
Button your sitting up like beach
balls in the sand plus
F#
A mouth full of rotten teeth
D#m
with a dildo in her hand
G#m
Who the fuck let you in, all my
assistants are fired
Now I'm looking for some washed
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G#m
up rapper that I can hire
You know some old school
nigga wit a bit of attitude
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Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl
in an interlude
G#m
You say I'm souped up, well,
soup is good food
So what I scratch my nuts,
how the fuck is that wrong
For so glowing, Afro picking
F#
G#m
S- curl hating, Jamaican rum sipping
Verse 4
Kid I'll burp on your girl
butt cheeks
Verse 5
G#m
The honey had my nuts like two red beets
I'm bananas, out of my fucking mind
F#
G#m
they won't let me back in
Cause I was down before the hype
F#
G#m
like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund
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Bruno Samartino, Stan Staziak
G#m
Now The Rock and Stone Cold are
F#
G#m
my favorite maniacs
The top rooster plucking,
chickens when I'm clucking
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WWF stands for When and Where
Verse 6
G#m
Fuhgidabowdit Yo kid
F#
G#m
Fuhgidabowdit
Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, ey, Fuhgidabowdit
Ey, ey, Fuhgidabowdit
Eh, Fuhgidabowdit
F#
D#m
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I'm like
Verse 7
G#m
Menace II Society
I roll through the drive through like Kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings,
and datins too
F#
See my boys down the ride
crack patience too
G#m
Brick s, walk around, snorkel down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke
F#
G#m
out the orphan house
Transporting out, the poison in 'em
F#
Box 'em up in the aisle
with the frozen dinners
Verse 8
G#m
And them niggas that ran
Verse 9
G#m
My goal's to get 'em
With the heat seeking flow with,
four antennas
Doc's the Name,
that's why why y'all fuck wit me
I'm pocket change,
F#
the bums don't fuck with D
Carlo inspection sticka
Check the pen,
I write like a X was in 'em
Teeth gritting,
I brawl wit a major league mitten
Verse 10
Yo, yo, punk,
F#
G#m
M taking me wit him
Verse 11
G#m
Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Hey yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
F#
G#m
Yo, yo, yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo you heard, Fuhgidabowdit
Hey yo you hear me, Fuhgidabowdit
F#
Yo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
Verse 12
G#m
Yo, this be the Cool J function,
music get my blood pumping
Down for whatever,
which usually means I'm up to something
Who owe me something,
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G#m
them niggas in the back fronting
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They rocking cuffs and, put the eight up,
G#m
repercussion
You know my name,
so there's no need for introduction
I'm Mr. Done it all,
so none of why y'all can do me nothing
Bitch I'm grown,
F#
puffin on that one and bone
G#m
F#
Bet me and Queen Bee
be swinging til the honey comb
G#m
Backs get blown, trash get thrown
In headlocks, from this view,
F#
G#m
I'm fuckin' Star Jones
I'm red hot just like candy,
in '95 won the Grammy
D#m
F#
Yo, he use it as an ashtray now
Verse 13
G#m
Niggas can't stand or understand me,
yeah
Either or, funky headhunter wild
Comanches with shitty draws
What's that shit, what shit,
that shit on your lip
I can't smoke wit ya kid,
F#
G#m
but I'll save ya the clip
Verse 14
G#m
Fuhgidabowdit
Ayo nigga, Fuhgidabowdit
F#
G#m
Yo, what the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit
F#
G#m
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit
Uh, Fuhgidabowdit
Hey yo dog, Fuhgidabowdit
Bitches can't stand me,
Fuhgidabowdit
Still pulling out pennies,
Verse 15
G#m
The shit I see every day
brings tears to my eyes
How I holla at my niggas
brings ears to my cries
Stick niggas for not knowing,
F#
then teach 'em something
G#m
Bitch niggas talking bout
F#
you from the streets you fronting
G#m
I never liked you, and you,
I don't know
So what the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen,
we goin' go
Mano a mano, whatever nigga,
I'm goin' dust you
F#
If you can't pick that afro,
I'm goin' bust you
G#m
Walking like you was a lil nigga
'cause you is
And don't forget that daddy's
gonna always love his kids
Cracking niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob,
why
You guys will live while every
G#m
That pretty shit is played,
fuck what your name hold
G#m
Break a nigga off something,
watch a nigga gain fo'
Now you laying somewhere cold,
stiff as shit
And all that riffing shit,
F#
men's will get you hit, bitch
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