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Intro: Em C G D Verse 1: Em C I want that pussy in a Wraith G I'ma make sure lil' mama feel it D Em Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it C G We make love, it be hot just like a skillet D Em I don't wanna buy her love, I wanna build it C G Build that bitch up from the ground, never want tear that bitch down D Yeah, you know that this dick ain't no clown Em You know this dick make you make sounds C I fuck that bitch good, I don't tease her G Nigga, that why she not leavin' D And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa Em And I do it for my people C G D Yeah, I never ever met a girl like you Em I'm lovin' every single curve about you C G Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, 'bout you D Em Put on my suit, go get my boots, I'll go to jail 'bout you C You know who you with G Lil' baby stop playin', darlin', you know who you with G You know who you with D Man I'm so for real Em I copped you a coupe baby, I'ma chauffeur it C G Man I'm so for real these niggas be talkin', we bust it so for real D Em I'm so geeked up on your lovin' I don't need no mollies, so for real C Behind closed doors it gets drastic G Pussy wet, I done worked magic D Yeah, I am the truth so don't answer Em Yeah, I shoot our vids and they plastic C G D Yeah, I only call lil' mama baby when she say daddy
Chorus: Em C If that's your man, you better hold him down G D Murder she wrote Em C She held my little pack, she was wit' it G And she was popular way before me D Em C Now that I'm popular, I'ma still be the old me G D I swear to God she wanna feel it Em C When I do wrong, bae, make me feel it G I wanna hit it when I feel it D Yeah, yeah Verse 2: Em Make me feel it, make me feel it C Make me feel it, make me feel it G Oh, I wan' feel it, I wan' feel it D I wan' feel it, I wan' feel it Em Baby, I'll give you head, give me ceilings C Come here bae, I'm appealin' G I'm locked down, all metal D Horseshoe, True Religion Em I'm dabbin', I'm dabbin' C I'll hop in your car, and I'll smash it, I'll smash it G I'm buyin' gold Rollies, yeah I'm Trinidad-in' D They look like they don't wanna fuck, but they actin' Em I'm pourin' up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis C G D And I think I'm tough, you look tough, so let's clash it Em War ready, I'm goin' steady C I fuck with Keisha, not the one from Belly G I wanna fuck and not talk and I said it D I want that cat like a leopard Em Let's go to Germany, no Shepherd C She don't need no hand, I'ma help her G She barely keep it so I kept her D Watch me tell her Chorus: Em C If that's your man, you better hold him down G D Murder she wrote Em C She held my little pack, she was wit' it G And she was popular way before me D Em C Now that I'm popular, I'ma still be the old me G D I swear to God she wanna feel it Em C When I do wrong, bae, make me feel it G I wanna hit it when I feel it D Yeah, yeah
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Chords: Em, C, G, D