Tom: F# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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She was a little red Corvette,
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Fast as hell, turned heads on the set
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Pretty skin, soft voice,
asking for rough sex
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A
Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets,
D
This particular evening she
wanted to ride jets
A
Even though I now shawty was bad news,
I played it cool
D
Vowing to never turn sucker
like them other dudes
Getting way too into the grip
Got homies searching for relationships,
F#m
She not tryna hear my type of bitch
C#m
A
She ran a story to me over grape
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D
juice and Ciroc sips
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Married to a doctor, cuddle master
Don't fuck her just buy her
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her anything tryna satisfy her
E
On the low, she fucking his partners,
E
F#m
Cause she weren't fucking with a rider
Verse 2
D
C#m
She don't want a man,
she just wanna fuck
F#m
She don't want a man,
she just wanna fuck
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C#m
She don't want a man, she just wanna fuck
E
D
He tell balance the check book,
I tell her roll the weed up
E
A
She don't want a man, she just wanna fuck
D
He tell her to drop his kids over,
I tell her pick my homies up
A
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she just wanna fuck
Verse 3
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From talking it out to the
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From the parking lot to my safe house
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Tommy Vercetti, Spitta Andretti, this
is New Jack City
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Most bitches ain't ready
But Shawty ain't tripping,
she was living already
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A
My fuck game im pressive so
The shit wide heavy I can carry it
this is a marriage bitch
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She roll doobies as I paddle shift
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We fuck, watch movies,
end up getting too groovy
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And then we smash again,
she talking about him
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How she feel bad about feeling so good,
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by giving me the ass
Bout how if she could,
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She a tell a nigga everything
to get it off her chest
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But she don't want see him, man,
Collecting her underwear from
She got dressed and left in a flash
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But she said she be back!
Verse 4
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C#
She don't want a man,
C#m
she just wanna fuck
F#m
She don't want a man,
she just wanna fuck
C#
C#m
She don't want a man, she just wanna fuck
E
D
He tell balance the check book,
I tell her roll the weed up
E
A
She don't want a man, she just wanna fuck
E
D
He tell her to drop his kids over,
I tell her pick my homies up
She don't want a man,
E
F#m
she just wanna fuck
Verse 5
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Couple days roll by,
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Shawty callin' askin' if I have time
To put a couple in the air I was like, yeah
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We could fly more than a pair
D
She fell through like always
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We broke it down in the hallway
A
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She bossed her way back she
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Her body designed Frank Cartier
Say something talking heavy
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Telling her the situation is wrong
and she should walk away
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Cause her feelings was coming
into play
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Affecting her home life in all kinda ways
E
D
Her man askin' her whats wrong she
don't know what to say,
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But she do got a union to save
A
D
But she in love with the lust
that we've made
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She had far too much she could say
A
E
F#m
That fucking me was a perfect mistake
Verse 6
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D
She don't want a man,
C#m
she just wanna fuck
F#m
She don't want a man,
she just wanna fuck
C#m
she just wanna fuck
E
D
He tell balance the check book,
I tell her roll the weed up
D
He tell her to drop his kids over,
I tell her pick my homies up
E
She don't want a man, she just wanna fuck
Outro 1
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