Тональность: B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
Sing along with me,
[Chorus]
Say fuck you Luda [Repeat: x3]
A
Yea, I guess that's why
Bm
everybody hates Chris
Say fuck you Luda [Repeat: x3]
A
Yea, I guess that's why
everybody hates Chris
Verse 2
Bm
OK now, this is for the Gs and this
is for the hustlers
This is for the diamonds and
the watch all clustered
Spread em like mustard, canary yellow
A
Now women in my face like hello
Bm
Yea I'm sort of a big deal
These Giovanni rims
are sort of a big wheel
This five course dinner is
sort of a big meal
This Bentley GT can make
Luda disappear
Faster than David Copperfield
A
Bm
motherfucker
I'm talking five star tell
is, and penthouse suites
Yea I'm just a playboy between
penthouse sheets
Hit the club and go and party with
some penthouse freaks
A
Party with Britney, Lindsay
and Paris together
Bm
Get in line and buying bottles that's
taller than Chris Webber
And making haters sneeze from
diamonds and sick leathers
Cause my ice gives em cold like they as
if they under the weather
But my women keep me warmer
Interlude 1
than a polo sweater
Bm
A
Bm
A
Verse 3
Bm
draped in gangsta fits
Over 12 million sold I drop gangsta hits
D
Live in mansions and drive
around in gangsta whips
Bm
D
Bm
You swear I'm bout to get
into some gangsta shit
Oh no here comes trouble,
my vision is skewed
I can only see in doubles,
two models two bottles
That'll pop like bubbles
and when I get home
The girls tops lift off like airspace
A
Bm
shuttles
60 seconds till blast off
My car got a face lift and took its mask off
Tint so dark it look like I took
the glass off
A
The body was white for 8 weeks
Before I finally decided
Bm
to take its cast off
Now its blacker than a bottom less pit
You talk shit you'll end up
with bottom less lip
I hit a nigga so hard,
I'll make him swallow his spit
Then I be wit Bobby V on that anonymous
Interlude 2
shit
Bm
A
Bm
A
Bm
A
Verse 4
Verse 5
Bm
I go for broke like TLC The hottest
nigga on the mic
Yea I believe that's me
Now all the ladies wanna give a lil' TLC
A
Bm
Cause Luda was set for life after 3 LPs
Yep,
Still counting still climbing
the charts
And rappers still talking shit
Like they was rhyming in farts
I cross the finish line twice
They still trying to start
But my infrared beam will make em shine
A
Bm
in the
A
Bm
dark
Outro 1
[Chorus]
Bm
A
Bm
A
Bm
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