IntroGm7Gm9Gm11Gm9Dm11C/DDm7 x3
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9Dm11Chorus 1Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
All the kissin', touchin', the bitin', the tuggin'
Dm11C/DDm7
You know I love what you do
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And all the spittin', the cursin', the fightin' and fussin'
Dm11C/DDm7
You know I'm only fuckin' with you
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
If I could, I'd take you everywhere
Dm11C/DDm7
But you know I can't do nothin' with you
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth
Dm11
No bullshit, I'm nothin' without you
Verse 1Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And I should take this heart and pawn it at the auction
Dm11C/DDm7
I don't need it, I'mma slay this bitch and take ya shoppin'
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
Cause what good is any heart if it can break in pieces?
Dm11C/DDm7
I would rather have no feelings, than cryin' and sob-bin'
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
When I met you, I was broke as the rope on the faucet
Dm11C/DDm7
I had dreams that I would blow like a Nintendo Car-tridge
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
I was hungry, I was dirty, I needed a shower
Dm11
Since you found me, you clothed me, you packed me a sack lunch
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
Papa said, when I get older, get a girl like your momma
Dm11C/DDm7Gm7
But I'm twenty years old and runnin' out of op- tions, how I'm supposed to trust ya?
Gm9Gm11Gm9
Ain't you one of them ones tryin' to run up
Dm11C/DDm7
Pose for the perfect pic-ture, load and post it?
N.CGm9Gm11Gm9
Question: is you with me or not? I'm from the city where they
Dm11C/DDm7
Wear bikinis in the wa- ter drought
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
But I'm used to having cyclones blown in and out of my life
Dm11
So it's no biggie if you need time to figure it out
Chorus 2Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
All the kissin', touchin', the bitin', the tuggin'
Dm11C/DDm7
You know I love what you do
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And all the spittin', the cursin', the fightin' and fussin'
Dm11C/DDm7
You know I'm only fuckin' with you
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
If I could, I'd take you everywhere
Dm11C/DDm7
But you know I can't do nothin' with you
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth
Dm11
No bullshit, I'm nothin' without you
Verse 2Gm7Gm9Gm11
You know you wrong, shit you out of pocket
Gm9Dm11C/DDm7
Remember you was couch surfin', you ain't have a casa
Gm7Gm9Gm11
And mi casa, I would buy you shoes from out the locker
Gm9Dm11C/DDm7
And even though I heard around the town from all the gos-sip
Gm7Gm9Gm11
Between they legs, and slidin' limousines in garages
Gm9Dm11C/DDm7
Heard your mama cheated on ya daddy, you just like her
Gm7Gm9Gm11
Come-a-come around, remember what happened to Tiger
Gm9Dm11
Game over, dead wrong, Biggie Wallace
Gm7Gm9Gm11
I was the one you counted on before you stacked your wallets
Gm9Dm11C/DDm7
Talkin' 'bout me, motherfucker you the one with problems
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
Haha, you played yourself for a photo, that you ain't know though
Dm11C/DDm7
I only took from niggas try-ing to slide up in the DM
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And show them I was happy with the nigga I was seein'
Dm11C/DDm7
But you fucked up stupid, so I guess I'll go and see 'em
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
As you contemplate how to get me back like Liam
Dm11
No fuckin' tonight, I'll be gone by the PM
Chorus 3Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
All the kissin', touchin', the bitin', the tuggin'
Dm11C/DDm7
You know I love what you do
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And all the spittin', the cursin', the fightin' and fussin'
Dm11C/DDm7
You know I'm only fuckin' with you
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
If I could, I'd take you everywhere
Dm11C/DDm7
But you know I can't do nothin' with you
Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
And I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth
Dm11
No bullshit, I'm nothin' without you
OutroGm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
Might not get might not
Dm7C/DDm7C/DDm7C/D
Get any better might not
Gm9Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9Gm7
Might not Ge- e- et might not
Dm7C/DDm7C/DDm7C/D
Get any better might not
Gm9Gm7Gm9Gm11Gm9
Might not Ge- e- et
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