Тональность: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
F
Am
F
Am
Let me in this bitch. Let me get some change shit.
G
F
G
Am
Man fuck this dress code bitch. I can dance
Muthafucka. I can
daaannncccee.
Verse 2
F
I'm on crack, Walkin alleyways downtown,
Dm
people drop change so I'm checkin the ground behind a
Am
Nightclub, I can hear the bump outside I hear em' laughin'
G
F
and drinkin' and dancin' getin' live and
Dm
F
I'm lonely, graspin' on my 55 cent, I don't know where my meds went,
Dm
Am
they been spent and I'm bent, I
G
Don't remember yesterday at all,
Am
F
Faug
I'm barkin at the moon as I'm pissin' on the wall, people grippin'
F
New cars checkin' out a few bars,
G
they see me comin' side step a few yards I'm like a bad man, holdin'
Am
Out my crusty ass hands scouldin' an imaginary friend
G
F
scary and I'm blackin' out just about to lose
All hope, I was peerin through the window of a nightclub
Dm
G
scopin', and there she was everything I
Am
F
Planned for on the spotlight on the
Verse 3
dance floor gravitatin'
Faug
[Chorus]
Dm
Am
She kept her rythum her feet to the floor she dipped
down she did the twirl and she shook it some
F
Dm
F
Dm
More she's ruby. She made me happy I tried to refrain
Am
I walk off but then I run right back I'm at it
Verse 4
Again she's callin'
F
I ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle,
Dm
carjacked a mini- van and punched full throttle right back
G#dim
G
Am
To the spot then I waited to get her, but when she came out,
F
she had a bitch- boy wit' her no problem,
Hit the pipe and follow em' home and my imaginary friend
Dm
gone have to leave me alone cause this really
G
Am
F
Goin' down I feel it pullin me home knowin I'm a wicked clown I gotta throw it down,
C#
F
she pulled in her
And her fuck ass strolled in, I hit the pipe again and jump out the stolen,
Am
jumpin through back yards
F
Clumsey and trippin', it don't matter where ya go there's a throat slingin',
and the way she danced
Split flames burnin me alive out here quit playin games
Dm
Am
I'm on the side of her house lookin in through
Fm
The back den and there she was
F
with him again dancin'
Faug
Dm
Am
Interlude 1
F
Dm
Am
F
Verse 5
[Chorus]
I walk right in through the front door unlocked,
Dm
F
Am
no gun cocked, cinder block, clown paint, I came
Here to dance boogy, umph ahhh,
Dm
F
and maybe tap a little nookie, I'm creepin music bumpin in the back,
Fm
F
I'm down the hallway hidin' behind the coat rack,
Dm
Am
and here come the punk bout to get champaighned, I
F
E
Take the rock and pop em' with the damn thang,
C#
F
hit em' in the back of the head, he dropped the wine
Dm
But I caught him in time I had to take his life with a steak knife,
Am
I washed it off and put it back
Dm
F
I'm keepin' the place nice I'm com in bitch you want
an olive or somethin' I'm fuckin' straight out the
Dm
F
Dm
Streets but I'm down with some frontin' I want to tango,
G
Dm
E
Am
F
but instead I'm still outside the club and it's
Am
C#
Faug
Dm
Am
Dm
All in my
Am
Bb
F
Dm
head.
Outro 1
[Chorus]
Dm
F
Am
Dm
Am
E
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
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