Tom: G minor
Verse 1
Bb
One (bring your boy a bottle
Two (don't forget
Ab
Gm
Three (go to Joe's and pick up a dime)
F#
Bb
And fuck the baddest hoes that your ass can find
Gm
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
G
Gm
Bb
Gm
Bb
C#
G
Gm
Bb
Gm
One (bring your boy a bottle of wine)
Bb
Two (don'tforget the papers
Bb
Gm
Bb
G
Three (go to Joe's and pick
Gm
Bb
Gm
Bb
Gm
up a
dime)
Bb
C#
G
Gm
Four of the finest hoes
Bb
that your ass can find
Verse 2
Gm
Sittin' at the stoplight,
Gm
Bb
Peeping out this bitch in her
Bb
Windows rolled up tight,
top was closed
Gm
Bb
Open up the door and asked the bitch,
"What's up?"
Gm
Bb
Lookin' at me crazy, I'm like,
She asked about my woman,
Bb
I said "My woman at home"
G
Gm
I asked about her nigga,
Bb
she said her nigga was gone
G
Gm
Bb
I got my pencil and got the
digits and things
Gm
G
And after three or four days,
Bb
Gm
G
I gave that bitch a ring
Gm
Bb
We started talking and I dropped some shit
Gm
Gave her some game and
Bb
Gm
now I got that bitch
your homie some ass
G
Bb
But it's just one question I got to ask
Verse 3
Gm
Bb
One (bring your boy a bottle of wine)
Gm
Bb
Two (don'tforget the
G
Gm
papers this time)
Bb
Three (go to Joe's and
And fuck the baddest bitches
Bb
Gm
that your ass can find
Bb
One (bring your boy a bottle
Gm
Bb
of wine)
Two (don't forget the
and pick up a dime)
C#
G
Four of the finest bitches
Bb
D
that your ass can find
Verse 4
Bb
told my homie "it's on"
Gm
Bb
Got a few hoes that wanna
Bb
They on they way I just
hung up the phone
Gm
And we gon' be like Marvin Gaye,
Bb
D
Gm
nigga, gettin' it on
Bb
But you gots to keep your head right
Gm
And make these bitches feel at home
Bb
Gm
G
'Cause these bitches got they head tight
Bb
And furthermore, they bringin' weed
Gm
Bb
G
Just kick back, nigga, follow my lead
Gm
Bb
One (bring your boy a
Verse 5
Gm
bottle of wine)
papers this time)
Gm
G
Gm
Bb
Three (go to Joe's
Bb
And fuck the baddest hoes that
Bb
Gm
One (bring your boy a bottle of wine)
papers this time)
Gm
Bb
Three (go to Joe's
and pick up a dime)
C#
Gm
Bb
Four of the finest bitches
Verse 6
Gm
Bb
Hung up the horn and the hoes arrived
Gm
Bb
Three tight young tenders,
Rolled herself a woola,
Bb
told her "Fade me, troop"
Gm
Cock bustin' at the seam
Gm
Ass fatter than a mother
Gm
G
Gm
Ready to take one of these bitches
Bb
Gm
to the slaughterhouse
Bb
Got my shirt over my dick 'cause
it's hardened to fuck
Gm
Hoes eyes getting red,
Bb
now they wantin' to fuck
Gm
Bb
It's about time to put the
game in attack
Gm
G
Gm
Bb
Tapped her, told her bring "ol' what's
Got 'em in my room,
Bb
about to hop in the tub
Bb
"Show your partna some love"
Gm
Told my homie put it down,
Gm
G
Gm
Bb
Gm
The ho said, "Cool, hop yo ass in the pool
G
Bb
I wanna polish up your tool"
Gm
Bb
But it's just one thing before you do
Verse 7
Can you
Gm
Bb
Gm
One (bring your boy a bottle of wine)
papers this time)
Gm
Bb
Three (go to Joe's and pick up a dime)
Gm
And four of the fattest
Bb
Swishers that your ass can find
D
G
Gm
Bb
Can you, one (bring your boy a
Gm
Bb
bottle of wine)
Two (don't forget the
papers this time)
Gm
G
Bb
Three (go to Joe's
and pick up a dime)
C#
G
And four of the fattest
Bb
Swishers that your ass can find
Gm
Can you, one (bring your boy a bottle
B
Bb
of wine)
Two (don't forget the
papers this time)
Bb
Gm
Bb
Three (go to Joe's
and pick up a dime)
And four of the fattest
Swishers that your ass can find
Gm
Bb
Can you, one (bring your boy
Bb
Two (don'tforget the papers
Gm
G
Gm
Bb
this time)
Three (go to Joe's and pick
Gm
Bb
up a dime)
Outro 1
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