Standard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capo
Introspoken): I feel like hip hop Used to be a voice for the voiceless, And now it's become, at least in the mainstream, A symbol of misogyny, gay panic, fiscal irresponsibility. So I figure, If you can't beat 'em, Join '[em]. G♯Hittin' the club up VIP D♯I got a fake mustache and a fake ID. FI look like Wooly Willy C♯With a really wooly willy. G♯And I bypass the bouncer, D♯Pass by an ex and I flex and bounce her, wowser. FLook at all of Bo's hoes C♯Looking for a ride on Bo's hose. G♯And I spot a little Latino, booty so big call it Oprah's ego. D♯We go to it, through it, she says, "Dios mio mi amigo!" FPull it out, stick it in your mouth, and I bust in the back of ya. C♯Swallow bitch, there's people starving in Africa!
CG♯Single every single day D♯Do it every single way FMake the single ladies say C♯Oooh Bo G♯And if I were gay, D♯Though I swear I'm straight, FI'd make them fellas say.C♯.. G♯You're an ice cream sundae with a cherry on top, D♯But careful, cherry, 'cause I'm the King of Pop. FPop pop pop goes my weasel, C♯Now ya looking like Jackson Pollock's easel. G♯My suggestion is: D♯You don't blow 'til you know what congestion is, FSwallow when you know what digestion is. C♯Follow Bo, the only question is: G♯Have you been splattered before D♯By the mad-hatter matador? FCake-batter never more C♯It don't matter whether you're G♯Spanish, French, D♯Swedish or Cambodian, FI'll slime you so hard you could be on Nickelodeon.
CG♯You think that you can handle me? D♯Girl, don't make me laugh. FI said my junk is bipolar C♯It will split you in half (yea). G♯And if you're lucky, D♯I might just bring you home, FAnd I'll have you going down C♯Like you're growin' an extra chromosome. G♯And when you love me, D♯Don't grab me by the buns F'Cause I got a bad case of the ruunnnns. C♯I got the runs I got the ru-u-u-uuuns
C(The rhythm in this part is kinda hard to tab out. It is still the same chords, just a different rhythm) I wanna break it down for ya'll I came from the streets, with nothin' Now I'm makin' hit records For my people still livin' in the streets, Still livin' in poverty, I wanna tell you I'm doin' this for you. My success is your success. And I know you may be thinkin', Hey, if you really believe that, Why don't you use some of your money To help rebuild the neighborhood Instead of putting spinning rims on a gold jet ski? And to that I say (uh, chorus is comin' out):
CG♯You gotta fume like a tuna, D♯I'll smell ya later. FI met a fat chick C♯And fucked her in an elevFator. G♯It was wrong on so mD♯any levels. FIt was wrong on so many lC♯e-le-le-levels. G♯It was wrong on so many lG♯evels (ugh). G♯It was wrong on, it was wrong on,A♯ it was wrong on
E CA♯Single every single FDo it every single GPop that single like a Pringle jingle D♯Oooh Bo A♯This song's almost completed FAll this little ditty needed GInstrument that's double reeded: D♯The oboe Oh, Bo Play that oboe