Tom: F major•
Intro 1
Gm
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Gm
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Gm
Fm
Gm
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Verse 1
Gm
Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch and the ho don't wan' fuck
Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my fuckin' nut,
She gonna be drove then
And I'ma cut the TV off and go
to sleep on that ho then
Gm
Now tell that to your girlfriend,
you tell her everything else
She gon' to be with her boyfriend,
you gon' to be by your damn self
F#m
While I'm in my Benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but
some mouth and lip service
Gm
Don't act bad, don't get mad
That's all I can do with you,
cause I don't want your ass
F#m
Look you kinda fine with a nigga
name on your spine
Now respect my fuckin' mind how
I'ma hit that from behind
Gm
Got a ho across the court
And my lil' boo stay next door
I'm getting tired of you rappers
Its time for me to restore
F#m
I done fixed these bitches house up
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And have them living swell
F#m
But yet and still a nigga like
me was eating at Taco Bell
All that trick shit I stopped it
And lock my fuckin' pockets
You can't pick it or pocket
F#m
Now I get what I can get
Out of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up
I'ma back the ho up
Verse 2
Gm
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
F#m
Girl that's Juvenile
Verse 3
F#m
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
Verse 4
Gm
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
F#m
Girl that's Juvenile
Verse 5
F#m
F#
You don't know he on fire
F#m
Seventeen inch Momos
Verse 6
Black Magic on his tires
Gm
See I know how to treat a ho
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Fm
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Just talk and greet a ho
Gm
Make her know I don't need a ho
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F#m
Don't mix up your people ho
If I tell you do something
You better do what I say
If you planning on playing me
Gm
A bitch will get you killed
Gm
From some ol' bitch ass nigga
Fm
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Trying to receive my bank
F#m
Pussy come and it go
F#
F#m
It been like that before I got here
Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga
But its gone stop here
So I'ma get what I could
And if she bout sucking some dick
I ain't hating its all good
F#m
Now can I get that out you
It ain't hard to do
You'se a fine motherfucker
And you starving too
Gm
I'm trying to fuck something
till it can't see
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What I'ma show you with this dick
Gm
F#m
You gonna thank me
A nigga gone be like that until
the moment I retire
Ask them bitches 'bout me
And they gonna say that I'm on fire
Verse 7
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
F#m
Girl that's Juvenile
Verse 8
F#m
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
Verse 9
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
F#m
Girl that's Juvenile
Verse 10
F#m
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
Verse 11
Gm
If I even fuck with a bitch
She gonna know
Not to conversate with niggas
And to open my door
F#m
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My business is my business
F#m
It ain't to be heard
My niggas is my niggas
So you don't say a word
Gm
And you don't touch my shit
You don't drive my shit
I got dope in the house
I got bad nerves
I hope you don't try my shit
Do right and nice things
I'mma buy my bitch
Gm
Some bitches you gotta
play'em with a long string
You play them close
And they gone be thinking wrong things
F#m
You got something that I hear
you don't wanna bring
You not a muthafuckin' player
you a punk man
Gm
Let me give one of them hoes
some of this dope dick
Stop handcuffing that bitch
let her approach this
F#m
You know when Juvenile comes
he has to smoke shit
I'm on fire, on fire
Verse 12
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
F#m
Girl that's Juvenile
Verse 13
F#m
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
Verse 14
Gm
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
F#m
Girl that's Juvenile
Verse 15
F#m
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Verse 16
Black Magic on his tires
Gm
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Girl that's Juvenile
Gm
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
F#m
Girl that's Juvenile
Verse 17
F#m
You don't know he on fire
Seventeen inch Momos
Black Magic on his tires
Gm
Verse 18
Gm
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You can fuck my bitch
F#m
You can fuck my bitch
Verse 19
You can fuck my bitch
F#m
Gm
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
I don't love that bitch
Fm
Gm
I don't trust that bitch
Verse 20
F#m
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
I don't love that bitch
Verse 21
I don't trust that bitch
F#m
Gm
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
I don't love that bitch
F#m
I don't trust that bitch
Verse 22
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch
F#
F#m
I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch
Verse 23
F#m
G
Gm
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
F#m
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
Verse 24
Gm
F#m
Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot
Verse 25
F#m
My bitch is your bitch
My bitch is your bitch
Gm
Your bitch is my bitch
Gm
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My bitch is your bitch
Outro 1
Your bitch is my bitch
F#m
F#m
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