Crack A Bottle
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Key: E
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
Chords used:
A- x02220
G#- 466544
C#m- x46654
[Intro]
AOh! G#Ladies and gentlemen
C#mThe moment you've all been waiting for
AIn this corner, G#weighing 1C#m75 pounds
With a record of A17 rapesG#, 400 asC#msaults, and 4 murders
The unAdisputed, most G#diabolical villain in the C#mworld
Slim Shady! (Let's go!)
[Chorus]
ASo crack a bottle, G#let your body waddle
Don't C#mact like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
AOh-oh, oh-oh, bitches G#hoppin' in my Tahoe
C#mGot one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes
ANow, where's the rubbers? Who's G#got the rubbers?
I noticed C#mthere's so many of 'em
And there's really not that many of us
AAnd ladies love us, my G#posse's kickin' up dust
It's C#mon 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
[Interlude]
N.C.
Okay, let's go!
[Verse 1]
Back Awith Andre the Giant, Mr. G#Elephant Tusk
Fix your C#mmusk, you'll be just another one bit the dust
Just one Aof my mother's sons who got thrown G#under the bus
Kiss my C#mbutt, lick fromunda cheese from under my nuts
It disAgusts me to see the game the G#way that it looks
It's a C#mmust, I redeem my name and haters get mushed
Bitches Alust, man, they love me when I G#lay in the cut
FistiC#mcuffs, the lady give her eighty-some paper cuts
Now picture Aus; it's ridiculous, you G#curse at the thought
'Cause when I C#mspit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce
If I could Afit the words, it's picture perfect, G#works every time
Every C#mverse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's eleAmentary, the elephants have G#entered the room
I venture to C#msay we're the center of attention, it's true
Not to Amention back with a vengeance, so G#hence the signal
Of the C#mbat symbol, the platinum trio's back on you hoes
[Chorus]
ASo crack a bottle, G#let your body waddle
Don't C#mact like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
AOh-oh, oh-oh, bitches G#hoppin' in my Tahoe
C#mGot one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes
ANow, where's the rubbers? Who's G#got the rubbers?
I noticed C#mthere's so many of 'em
And there's really not that many of us
AAnd ladies love us, my G#posse's kickin' up dust
It's C#mon 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
[Break 1]
N.C.
Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre!
[Verse 2]
They Asee that low rider go G#by, they're like, "Oh my!"
C#mYou ain't got to tell me why you're sick 'cause I know why
I Adip through in that Six-G#Trey like, "Sick 'em, Dre!"
C#mI'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me
ABut hey, what else can I G#say? I love L.A.
'Cause C#mover and above all, it's just another day
And Athis one begins where the G#last one ends
Pick up C#mwhere we left off and get smashed again
I'll be Adamned, just fucked around and G#crashed my Benz
Drivin' aC#mround with a smashed front end, let's cash that one Ain
Grab another one from G#out the stable
The Monte C#mCarlo, El Camino, or the El Dorado?
The hell if AI know, do I want leather G#seats or vinyl?
DeciC#msions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision
AOr Maaco, beats G#quake like Waco
Just C#mkeep the bass low, speakers away from your face though
[Chorus]
ASo crack a bottle, G#let your body waddle
Don't C#mact like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
AOh-oh, oh-oh, bitches G#hoppin' in my Tahoe
C#mGot one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes
ANow, where's the rubbers? Who's G#got the rubbers?
I noticed C#mthere's so many of 'em
And there's really not that many of us
AAnd ladies love us, my G#posse's kickin' up dust
It's C#mon 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
[Break 2]
N.C.
And I take great pleasure in introducing 50 Cent!
[Verse 3]
It's Abottle after G#bottle
The C#mmoney ain't a thing when you party with me
It's what we Ainto, it's G#simple
We C#mball out of control like you wouldn't believe
I'm the Anapalm, the bomb, the G#Don, I'm King Kong
Get C#mrolled on, wrapped up, and reigned on
I'm Aso calm, through VietG#nam, ring the alarm
Bring the C#mChandon, burn marijuan', do what you want
Nigga, Aon and on 'G#til the break of what?
Get the C#mpaper, man, I'm cakin', you know I don't give a fuck
I Aspend it like it don't mean G#nothin'
Blow it like it's supC#mposed to be blown, motherfucker, I'm grown
I Astunt, I style, I G#flash the shit (Uh huh)
I C#mgets what the fuck I want, so what I trick? (Yeah)
Fat-Aass Birkin bags, some G#classy shit (Haha)
Jimmy C#mChoo shoes; I say, "Move," a bitch move
[Chorus]
ASo crack a bottle, G#let your body waddle
Don't C#mact like a snobby model, you just hit the lotto
AOh-oh, oh-oh, bitches G#hoppin' in my Tahoe
C#mGot one ridin' shotgun and no, not one of 'em got clothes
ANow, where's the rubbers? Who's G#got the rubbers?
I noticed C#mthere's so many of 'em
And there's really not that many of us
AAnd ladies love us, my G#posse's kickin' up dust
C#m C#m(6/4)
It's on 'til the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
[Outro]
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(fade out)