Kunci: E minor
Verse 1
Em
Look, I might be wrong
But I can't tell who you are
or what you got on
Girl, you just come off Gucci
F#m
So now I'm not impressed
A
B
by your goddamn Gucci
Em
Boy, or your Bertolucci
Your white t -shirt,
don't tell me what you're about
Hey, get off that name brand shit
F#m
And quit acting like
B
Em
So luxurious,
I'm her own twin like Beyonce
She's Sasha Fierce, I'm Miss Teasey
Y 'all ready for me, I'ma take it easy
F#m
Cause y 'all liking how I'm
A
Em
looking on the runway
Let's start with my Louis Wedge heels
I'm a superstar, so I'ma keep it real
Ralph Lauren, so notorious
F#m
Need to spend that real,
A
Em
ain't fuckin' with soldiers
Let me keep it raw on rap shit
All my rich friends really
be on some bump shit
Ain't gotta dress down
to show you I'm gangsta
Just look around all the niggas
I hang with Killas, if you want Cartier,
meet me at the pills
Dior Bluetooth studded out in my air
Mirror clutched back up under my arms
F#m
A
Em
Space so fly, character extra large
Look, I might be wrong
But I can't tell who you are
or what you got on
Girl, you just come off Gucci
F#m
So now I'm not impressed
A
B
by your goddamn Gucci
Em
Boy, or your Bertolucci
Your white t -shirt,
don't tell me what you're about
Hey, get off that name brand shit
F#m
A
And quit acting all brand new and shit
B
Em
I might say,
it don't matter what I'm wearing
I got them starin' in my Donna Karen
I got them flinchin' rockin'
my Harry Winston
F#m
Em
Christian Dior,
skinny jeans of course
Juicy coutures when
I'm with my rock band
D's nuts and all of us is hotter man
And we knockin' brand new
F#m
with our name brands on
Yo, this one's for you,
A
Em
when I'm with my crew
Still reppin' my designer goods
I'm a classy chick, corporate thug
And now, I'ma stay on point,
time clockin' like Mavado
F#m
When I'm in the club,
A
Em
poppin' several bottles
Stay rappin' hard, lookin' like a model
Yeah, y 'all know where I be
In the lab makin' hits,
so on the shoppin' spree
F#m
Cause I wear these clothes,
A
Em
these clothes don't wear me
Look, I might be wrong
But I can't tell who you are
by what you got on
Girl, you just come off Gucci
F#m
So now I'm not impressed
A
B
by your goddamn Gucci
Em
Boy, or your Bertolucci
Your white T -shirt,
don't tell me what you're about
F#m
Hey,
name brand shit
F#m
Em
And quit acting all brand
new and shit
Can't tell me who you is
But you sure can tell me all
about them clothes
With your neck popping
Hands on your hips, tilt it to the side
F#m
A
Em
Talking bout what your ass wore last night
And your conversation's funny
Talkin' bout what your ass
been doin' with your money
You say you're dressed to kill,
but don't pay your bills
F#m
Em
But gotta have the duny
in your Jimmy Choo heels
Gucci man give your ass the blues
Gettin' put out,
but you got a hundred pair of shoes
Here's what I gotta tell ya
F#m
You're dressed to impress,
Am
but you're soundin' like a failure
Em
Look, I might be wrong
But I can't tell with your aura
what you got on
Girl, you just come off Gucci
F#m
So now I'm not impressed
A
B
by your goddamn Gucci
Em
Boy, all your word are lousy
Your white t -shirt
don't tell me what you're about
Hey, get off that name brand shit
F#m
A
Em
And quit acting all brand new and shit
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