Kunci Gitar How I Feel
Bizzy Bone
Bizzy Bone

N/A
Kunci: C minor
Intro 1
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I wake up, eat dirt, sleep
Verse 1
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walk, re -tap
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The devil is a bitch
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but he can't suck my dick
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Move your body, wave your chest,
I'm less manifest
Yeah, that's chess, yeah,
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my niggas the shit
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Smokin' chocolate colata,
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give me a mudslide
I flip my collar up,
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snake findin' fuckin' vibe
Follow me all day,
bother my niggas too
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Heaven belong to me,
it don't belong to you
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So where your breath at,
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and where your lips at?
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Kleptomaniac, that can you interrest at?
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Where my killers reside,
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a death drive by mur derous
I just wanna murder the bitch
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that afraid to die
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Doin' it all day, you go and ask Paul
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Hell yeah, my nigga, until Babylon fall
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I see they real jealous,
now paint my picture white
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Black naked and you can put
my dick in the lake
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Thickness like Hannibal,
bitch and suck metal
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Follow the tempo of the devil
till the shit settle
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I gotta go baby, I tried to hold crazy
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Ass lazy, I'm stone cold, never say
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Wake up, eat, die, sleep,
walk, breathe death
The devil is a bitch
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but he can't suck my dick
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Move your body,
wave your chest,
I'm blessed, manifest
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Yeah, that's Jess and my niggas the shit
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Wake up, eat, die, sleep,
walk, breathe death
The devil is a bitch,
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but he can't suck my dick
Move your body,
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move your chest,
I'm blessed with a fist
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Yep, that's Jess and my niggas are shit,
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we the shit
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Seven at Crown Royal, Steady Motel
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County of Nobel, flip -flops and no sale
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A seven -headed dragon,
many men call
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I'm at the local bar ordering another one
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Get off my dick, devil,
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try to get on the level
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It's one shovel baptized
and we don't have to peddle
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Ben Handler's Mac, that's a false name
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Keep running from the gunners
and my running pain
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This is my real spittle,
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this is my real life
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And they ain't never die,
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never pay no welcome price
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What's rice to Koreans in a plane, cuz?
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What's bombs and
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the killers and the flames,
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Real earthquakes, yes, nigga, we chalice
This is Jesus' battalion,
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and we are so valiant
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We standin' like torches,
I'm jumpin' off the porches
Ain't gon' they play B?
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We the one called Morgan
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Does Ciara have a penis?
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I hope it ain't true
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If she do, I'll banana split and
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make do
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Rihanna's bruised up,
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it made me sicker than the flu
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Man, who I'm trying to fool?
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I hear broad, too
What made you do it, Chris?
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That's a good question
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I heard she's banging Jay -Z, but
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that's her business
Whitney left Bobby,
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I heard she gained weight
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You still think he's the king of R &B,
hey?
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Wake up, eat dirt, sleep, walk,
breathe death
Dm
The devil is a bitch,
A
but he can suck my dick
Dm
Move your body,
wave your chest,
I'm blessed, manifest
A
Yep, that's Jess and my niggas the shit
Dm
Wake up, eat dirt, sleep,
D
Dm
walk, breathe death
The devil is a bitch,
A
but he can suck my dick
Dm
Move your body, wave your chest,
I'm blessed, manifest
A
Yeah, that's jazz and my niggas a shit,
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we the shit
Outro 1
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