Kunci: G# minor
Verse 1
Bbm
C#
C
Hey, yo, Waxman,
It's your boy.
Bbm
C#
I was down in Vegas last
C
night at this party, man.
B
I was hangin' out with 50 Cent's cousin,
C#
C
Anyway, he said he was
gonna hook you up, man.
B
I gave him your number one
C#
Chillin' with Nicole, Richie, and them.
C
B
But, uh, how old's your boy,
man? One?
Bbm
C#
C
B
Bbm
C#
Now, turn around and how old you like?
Bbm
Bdim
B
Bbm
C#
C
Bdim
B
Bbm
Db
C
B
Bbm
Db
I do my own thing, I hold my own strings,
B
Bbm
sometimes when my phone rings,
Db
I used to answer it, now I hit ignore,
C
Bdim
no more time for the folklore
B
Bbm
in your fake
Db
Stories that you make up off the cuff
C
And it used to be that I couldn't
Bbm
But now I use my time
B
Cause you've got lies for days
Bdim
Bbm
And everything I've done
Db
you've done but better
C
But you never do anything cool
Bbm
Did a stripper in Toronto
Db
Right after you won the lotto
C
Then you did a model with
Bbm
Let me make it muy claro
We ain't buddies
We ain't chums
Bbm
You're the boy who cried wolf
Db
I'm the pissed off shepherd
C
B
I ain't trying to be rude
Bbm
But I'm just looking at the front of ya
C#
C
B
Turn down your lights
Bbm
C#
You're letting your true
C
Bdim
colors show
B
Bbm
Yeah
C#
C
Turn down your lights
B
Cause you're letting all my
Bbm
C#
suspicious glow
C
Bdim
Out high while I can't see
Bbm
Man, you need to simmer down
C
Trying to toot your own horn
Bbm
Sun up in the brown
Db
You said you was a youth
C
Your poker face sucks, man,
Bdim
give it up, man, tell the truth
Bbm
Db
I'm an 8 -pointer in the form of a viddy
C
B
Oh, next time you say you roll with Diddy
Bbm
At the hot test club in New
C
Especially when the same night
B
my boy said he saw you up at Chivvy
Bbm
Lube up and beam more,
Db
getting your oil changed
Bbm
And as the years go by,
C
And everybody starts ignoring
Bdim
B
all your stories and claims
Bbm
And then you wonder
Db
why you're pretty much friendless
C
It's cause you don't understand
Bbm
You see a friend ain't somethin'
Db
you can up and replace
Bdim
you might as well punch
Bbm
Db
C
B
Hey yo, turn down your lights
Bbm
C#
C
You're lettin' your true colors show,
Bdim
B
Bbm
yeah
C#
C
Turn down your lights
Bdim
Cause you're lettin' off
B
Bbm
C#
a suspicious glow
Bdim
Bbm
Am
Bbm
I can't see
Am
Bbm
Get out of my face, you imbecile
Am
Big wax, you're full of nonsense
B
Am
Ayo, life's too short, you're wasting time
Bbm
So if you got a friend
Am
that's sort of like mine
Bm
Gotta cut the ass off,
And just bask in the glory
Em
of the rhythm and rhyme
Am
C
And just dance, turn it up
Em
You gotta throw up your hands,
And all the people at the dance
Em
Am
gotta turn it up
Em
Am
Cars, jeeps, and the bands gotta turn it up
Em
Am
And just dance, turn it up
Em
You gotta throw up your hands
And all the people in the stands
Em
Car seats and the fans
C
Am
gotta turn it up
C
How come you ain't never call me back, man?
Bbm
C#
I was gonna tell my boy over at De f Jam
But I guess not now
B
Bbm
Hey yo
C#
C
Bdim
B
Turn down your lights
Bbm
C#
Bbm
You're letting your true colors show
C
Bdim
B
Bbm
C#
C
Yeah, turn down your lights
C#
C
Bdim
B
Bbm
I'm blind, I can't see
C#
C
B
Bbm
C#
C
Bdim
B
Bbm
C#
C
B
Bbm
C#
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Bdim
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Bbm
You
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