Cifras
Whoa Whoa Whoa

Tom: D

Introdução: Dm    C    F    C    Bb    

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                        Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Chorus:Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
                                          Dm  C  F  Bb  
Dm                                                                                         C  
I?m a phenomenon. And I gotta bring pain in the Octagon
F                                                                                                    Bb  
When I wanna spit game at a soccer mom I get it quicker than the left lane on the Audubon
Dm                                                                                                                            C  
Fast  like Ramadan - and I battle young Padawans all the damn day
F                                                                                                                                                                                                                         Bb  
I'm getting nekked and I'm hopping on a wrecking ball so hot I got that mothafucka a la flambé
Dm                                                                                    C  
I go to Miley's house. I see that Miley's home.
                                                                              Bb  
I play Miley's ribcage with my dick like it's a Xylie-phone
Dm                                                                                                                            C  
Yes, that was highly fucked up but my skills are highly honed
F                                                                 Bb  
And if I was highly hyphy I might be more widely known
Dm                                         C  
Se la vie. Better pay my fee
F                                                                                                                                                                            Bb  
They kick it in Seattle in a Patagonia jacket, they get it in the Bay in a plain white tee
Dm                                    C  
Hey mami! You a PYT!
F                                                                                                      Bb  
Wanna see me speak? Then I go (go) go (go) go (go)!
Dm  
Every time I get a beat I know I gotta beat it up, I bend it then I break it then I chop it and I eat it up,
Dm  
And PETA would never approve of the way I?ve been treating the music, I bleed it,
Db  
I bruise it, I kick it to the curb and then I?m sipping on my bourbon I be freakin it doing it, keeping it
moving
Bb  
I?m picking apart the muscle when I?m thinking about the hustle but I?m nice. Nice!
                        Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Chorus:Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm                                                                         C  
I'll jump the freeway median, I'm savage
F                                                                                                            Bb  
Cause my mode is that I'm meaner than the average
Dm                                                                                                                              C  
Like my teacher taught me when I heard the crowd applaud
F  
I thought I was an atheist until I realized I'm a God
Dm  
It could hurt a bit when I murder shit in a moment I'll be tying off a tourniquet
F                                                                                                                 Bb  
When I burn em and I hit em in the sternum, I don't even gotta enter but I'm gonna win the tournament
Dm                                                                                                                              C  
That's what I'm all about. Do what I gotta do and never gonna pout
F                                                                                                                                                      Bb  
And I hope that it woulda been the end of it and I'm out, but they never tend to gimme the benefit of the doubt
Dm                                                                                                                                                                                    C  
Ever since I was a little I kid I know that I've been looking for the hot hot spotlight
F                                                                                                                            Bb  
And if you really wonder what I think about the competition, they were not not not tight
Dm                                                                                                                                      C  
I been reading my scripture. Every photobomber wanna be in my picture
F                                                                                                         Bb  
And ya betta bet I'm living every single day like it's the mothafuckin Catalina Wine Mixer
(N.C.)
                        Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Chorus:Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?
Dm                                    C                            F                 Bb  
Whoa whoa whoa, what do you take us for?