Tom: D major•
Verse 1
A
Okay I'm sipping on the syrup
Got a nigga moving slow
I'm all about the money
G
What the fuck you think I do it for?
A
Bitch don't act like you don't
know
G
A
I'm killing all these rap niggas
Custom made casket for your
motherfucking funeral
Keep the women with me
G
Shit I gotta keep like two or more
A
G
Party everyday,
A
like we won the fucking Superbowl
Chilling with my nigga Mack,
he keep bitches handy
White girl on the table love them
A
When I'm walking by the women
G
A
saying "Who is that nigga?"
I replied "Hi,
G
I am Gudda Gudda that nigga."
of the cap splitters
Whip on 24's watch it crawl
like a caterpillar
I come with a toy,
G
A
boy like a Happy Meal
And you's a motherfucking duck,
Daffy Dill
I'm from the school of hard knock
G
A
s, where we scrap and kill
Pick the knife or gunner,
G
A
you can get the package deal
I'm hot nigga,
G
A
burning everything around me
G
I was lost for a minute took a while
G
A
The streets say I'm king but
G
A
the game will never crown me
G
Realest nigga doing it just ask
So you can't size me up
A
Shark in the water jump in
and I'ma drown you
G
A
G
New Orleans nigga, gun out,
I'ma down you
a motherfucking downer
G
A
I'm a great white, you's a flounder
Fish and a bitch,
G
A
I tuna eveything around you
U- Haul Gudda,
G
A
moving everything around you
It's Young Money bitch
At the top is where they found us, nigga
Verse 2
A
G
A
Uh,
G
A
Silence on the gun
Watch a nigga mute them
The coach in the booth
Gm
A
Call me Jon Gruden
School these niggas, they all my students
Ab
A
All jokes aside,
G
Abm
A
I ain't play ing with your
G
A
The weed broke down,
G
A
like a transmission
The chopper spin him around,
like a ballerina
Bitch I'm still spitting like
G
A
I ate a jalapena
I'm from uptown,
G
A
my bitch from Argentina
G
My pockets on fat like Joey Cardigena
A
G
Stunt so hard, it's all y'all fault
A
D
A
And when it come to beef give me A1 sauce
I ain't worried about shit,
G
A
everything paid out
You can catch me courtside at
G
A
Dwayne Wade house
With a high yellow thick bitch,
with her legs out
Cash Money president,
but we in the red house
G
A
G
Who the fuck want it? Make my fucking day
A
G
I blow your candles out,
A
G
A
now nigga cut the cake
G
I got to eat bitch, like a runaway
A
F#m
And y'all niggas ain't eating,
A
G
stomach ache
A
F#
A
Okay, all these bitches,
but now I'm Bill Gaten
Fucking with my
iPhone, bumping Illmatic
F#m
I'm on the road to riches,
A
D
there's just a little traffic
A
Gm
G
A
Hair still platted, thugging is a habit
Keep my guitar,
G
D
hip- hop Lenny Kravitz
and I fuck them like rabbits
Outro 1
Dope dick Weezy, your girlfriend an addict
D
A
A
D
Dm
D
A
Dm
A
Dm
A
Dm
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