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C#                                                                                                      A#m  
First things first rest in peace uncle Phil
                                                             Fm  
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
     G#  
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
                                                C#                                                      A#m  
Prophesies that I made way back in the ville
                                                             Fm  
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
  G#  
Martin Luther King would have been on dreamville
Talk to a nigga
C#                                              A#m  
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Fm                                                                 G#  
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
                C#  
Don't save her
                                                  A#m  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
                Fm  
Don't save her
                                                  G#  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
C#                                                                                    A#m  
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
                                                        Fm  
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
                                          G#  
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
                                        C#  
By the baddest bitch, not trina, but I swear to God
             A#m  
This bitch will make you call your girl
Up and tell her: Hey, what's good?
                          Fm  
Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good
G#  
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
                  C#                                                            A#m  
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
                                     Fm                                                                                                         G#  
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said: Nah, I was the same without it
                             C#                                                                            A#m  
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a b-list celebrity
                                             Fm                                                                 G#  
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
                                                     C#  
You wasn't sweatin' me
                                                  A#m  
One time for my LA sisters
                                                             Fm  
One time for my LA hoes
                                                                        G#  
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
                C#  
Don't save her
                                                  A#m  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
                Fm  
Don't save her
                                                  G#  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
                        C#                                                                    A#m  
I want a real love, dark skinned and aunt viv love
That jada and that will love
             Fm                                                                                         G#  
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
                C#                                                                                      A#m  
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
                  Fm                                                                            G#  
Out in hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
                                                          C#  
Nigga you know how it go
                                                                  A#m  
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Fm                                                                                                                    G#  
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
                                                          C#  
Nigga you know how it go
                                                  A#m  
One time for my LA sisters
                                                             Fm  
One time for my LA hoes
                                                                        G#  
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
                C#  
Don't save her
                                                  A#m  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
                Fm  
Don't save her
                                                  G#  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
C#                                                              A#m  
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fm                                                                         G#  
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
C#                                                              A#m  
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fm                                                                         G#  
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
                     C#                                                                              A#m  
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
                                Fm                                                                            G#  
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
                     C#                                                                            A#m  
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
                                Fm                                                                    G#  
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
          C#                                                                              A#m  
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
          Fm                                                                              G#  
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
          C#                                                                              A#m  
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
          Fm                                                                              G#  
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
                C#  
Don't save her
                                                  A#m  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
                Fm  
Don't save her
                                                  G#  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
                C#  
Don't save her
                                                  A#m  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her
                Fm  
Don't save her
                                                  G#  
She don't wanna be saved
Don't save her