Lookin The Same: acordes por
Bizzy Bone
Bizzy Bone

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Tom: C# minor
Verse 1
Abm
See I know all about you,
Ebm
and I made you hot but you not
And now you talkin' fast,
actin' like you somethin' you not
Abm
So when I talk about you,
Ebm
can't even remember your name
Cause all these player haters
lookin' the same, nigga
Abm
I just had to take a picture,
Ebm
with the quickness
I cup you with your nigga,
Abm
stop your ticker
B
Read the scripture, dismiss ya,
Abm
then forgive ya
Ebm
Got you bitter, I don't know you,
I don't know you
B
A little quick forgetter,
Abm
like you never existed
In my picture, take it to ya,
it's like a nigga
Never knew ya, my homies,
they wanna do ya
I'm holdin' em back, I'm screwin' ya
You wanna be me,
Ebm
in my business,
you wanna be a rapper
B
You ain't K .O.,
you ain't busy,
Abm
and you ain't dapper
I lost God, I lost my master
Create a fly, you ain't fly
You would shoot me in the back of the car
Ebm
It's only I who tried to
get you off the floor
Crack focused your mind,
and made you wanna go rap
Abm
How could you do me like that?
And I still gotta forgive,
gotta clean heart
Prosperous as I live,
Ebm
and now you know the truth
Do what you do without me
You ain't gangsta, ain't gang,
and ain't gang in the G
Abm
I know all about you,
I made you God, well you're not
And now you talk affairs
looking like you something you're not
Ebm
So when I talk about
you
can't even remember your name
B
Cause all these playa haters
looking the same
Ebm
Abm
You a star or something,
Ebm
you ain't even Muslim
Wasting my time
B
Ebm
with your wack rhymes and your bluffing
Abm
Your homies are fruity,
Ebm
so I question if they even
like coochie
B
Whatever happened to the pimping
that you said you was doing?
Abm
Got your people gooey,
they never see me before
Man they don't ever boo me,
never confuse me
Ebm
Or scramble my mind like I'm blind
And you hoes can't find,
B
look at you jealous of my feelings
I'mma chill and recline
Abm
You a dime, you a boy,
you a toy indeed
You don't got no joy,
so you make prank calls to me
Ebm
And what you see is the real,
how you feel don't brag
I don't care about your choices,
but I'm just not a fag
Abm
See I know all about you,
I made you hot when you not
And now you talking fast,
acting like you something do not
Ebm
So when I talk about you,
can't even remember your name
B
Every player hater looking the same
Ebm
Abm
So Mr. Crackhead,
Ebm
ecstasy pop ping wannabe
B
Mr. Coke, sniff a cock, liquor wannabe
Abm
Alicia Keys,
I'm a rock and roller holder
Ebm
up the heart of a G
B
And I promise you could never be me,
Abm
I don't even try it
It's too expensive to buy it,
too expensive to sigh it
Artificial feeling of drugs,
can't even fly with it
So come and try it,
Ebm
you don't stand a chance in here
B
It's your weakness and your lust
Ebm
that'll make you a queer
Abm
I'm on every tier, with every tear I give
They are not for you, only for God I live
Ebm
See I lost God, Muhammad is messenger
May peace be upon him,
my lord and master
Help me stay up upon him,
Abm
cause I know all about you
I made you hot when you not,
and now you talking fast
Acting like you something you not
Ebm
So when I talk about you,
can't even remember your name
Cause all you player haters
looking the same
Abm
Holla back, I know all about you
I met you high, well you not
And now you talking fast,
acting like you something you not
Ebm
So when I talk about you,
can't even remember your name
B
Cause every player hater's
Ebm
looking the same
Abm
One time I bonked up, nigga
Ebm
B
Bonked up, nig ga
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
B
Bonked up, nigga
Ebm
Abm
Fucked up, n***a, n***a
Outro 1
Abm
Ebm
B
Abm

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AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesAbm Ebm B