[ Тональность: Am; предположительная оригинальная тональность: G#m ] Uh, uh, uh, huh Yo, yo Am G Drop your glasses, shake your asses Em F Face screwed up like you having hot flashes Am G Which one, pick one, this one, classic Em F Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic Dm Dm Why this, why that, lips stop askin Dm Dm Listen to me baby, relax and start passin Am G Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic Em F This one strong should be labeled as a hazard Am G Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin Em F Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin Am G Easy come, easy go, F-V gon' be lastin Em F Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic Dm Dm Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion Dm Dm None of you aint Gizelle, cat walk and imagine Am G Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Em F Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it [CHORUS: Gwen Stefani] Am G And if I had to give you more Em F It's only been a year Am G Now I got my foot through the door Em F And I aint goin nowhere Dm Dm It took awhile to get me in Dm Dm And I'm gonna take my time Am G Don't fight that good shit in your ear Em F Now let me blow ya mind Am G They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy Em F Shank up, haters wanna come after me Am G You aint a gangster, prankster, too much to eat Em F Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me Dm Dm Now while you grittin your teeth Dm Dm Frustration baby you gotta breathe Am G Take alot more than you to get rid of me Em F You see I do what they can't do, I just do me Am G Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see Em F Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe Am G Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines Em F Love for my wordplay that's hard to find Dm Dm Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind Dm Dm All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine Am G Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine Em F Huh, sick to your stomach wishing I wrote your rhymes Am G And if I had to give you more Em F It's only been a year Am G Now I got my foot through the door Em F And I aint goin nowhere Dm Dm It took awhile to get me in Dm Dm And I'm gonna take my time Am G Don't fight that good shit in your ear Em F Now let me blow ya mind [Eve] Am Let your bones crack G Your back pop, I can't stop Em F Excitement, glock shots from your stash box Am G Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route Em F Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out Dm Dm Yeah nigga, mash out, Eb-R-F Dm Dm Back track, think back, F-V-F Am G Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you Em F Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too Am G Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me Em F Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief Am G Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me Em F 'Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh Dm Dm Still stallion, brick house, pile it on Dm Dm Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl Am G Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on Em F Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on Am G And if I had to give you more Em F It's only been a year Am G Now I got my foot through the door Em F And I aint goin nowhere Dm Dm It took awhile to get me in Dm Dm And I'm gonna take my time Am G Don't fight that good shit in your ear Em F Now let me blow ya mind
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