Key: C
Introduction:
C
Yellow model chick
Em
Yellow bottle sipping
Am
Yellow Lamborghini
F
Yellow top missing
C Em
Yeah, yeah, that shit look like a toupee
Am F
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
C Em
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
Am F
If you get what I get, what would you say?
C Em
She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi
Am F
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
C Em
Look at me now, look at me now
Am F
Oh, I'm getting paper
C Em
Look at me now, look at me now
Am F
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
C
Lil nigga bigger than gorilla
Em
'Cause I'm killing every nigga that try to be on my shit
Am
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
F
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
C
Oops I said on my dick
Em
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
Am
But since we talking about my dick
F
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
C Em Am F
Just kiddin
Let's go!
C
'Cause I feel like I'm running
Em
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Am
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
F
'cause you know I gotta win everyday day, day
C
See they don't really wanna pop me
Em
Just know that you will never flop me
Am
And I know that I can be a little cocky, no
F
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
C
And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
Em
A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style
Am
And niggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing this
F
And I be banging on my chest, and
C
I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west
Em
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
Am
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
F
Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go
C
See the way we on and we all up in the race and you know
Em
We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
Am
We struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it
F
And always gotta do it take it to another place
C
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
Em
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Am
Just to be at the top of the throne
F
Better know I gotta have it, have it
Look at me now, look at me now
C Em
Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?
Am F
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
C Em
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution
Am F
Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy
C Em
I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar
Am
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator
F
You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter
C
Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay"
Em
If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay
Am
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
F
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
C
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
Em Am
I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb
F
You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
C Em
What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five
Am F
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
C
Ciroc and sprite on a private flight,
Em
bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light",
Am
and my pockets right, and my diamonds white
F
And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead
C Em
You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
Am
I was like fuck trial I put it down
F
I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch
Look at me now, look at me now