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No Role Modelz by J. Cole
No Role Modelz
Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 1st fret
[Verse 1]
C Am
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil, for real
Em
You the only father that I ever knew
G
I get my b***h pregnant I'ma be a better you
C Am
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville, fulfilled
Em
Listen even back when we was broke my team ill
G
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
(stop)
Talk to a n****
[Chorus]
C
One time for my LA sisters
Am
One time for my LA hoes
Em
Lame n****s can't tell the difference
G
One time for a n***a who know
C
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved
Am
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved
Em
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved
G
Don't save her
She don't wanna be saved
The same chords continue throughout the song. Try mixing in single notes and power chords
in the verse, then full chords during the chorus.
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
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version 2
Capo: 1st fret
[Intro]
C Am Em G x2
[Verse 1]
C Am
First things first: rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real
Em
You the only father that I ever knew
G
I get my bitch pregnant, I'ma be a better you
C Am
Prophecies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled
Em
Listen, even back when we was broke, my team ill
G N.C.
Martin Luther King would'a been on Dreamville,
talk to a nigga
[Pre-Chorus]
C Am
One time for my L.A. sisters
One time for my L.A. hoes
Em G
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who know
[Chorus 1]
C Am
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Em G
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
N.C.
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
[Verse 2]
Am
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Em G
Searchin' through my memory, my memory, I couldn't find one
C
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed by the baddest bitch
Am
Not Trina but I swear to God, this bitch'll make you call your girl up
N.C.
And tell her, "Hey, what's good?
Em G
Sorry I'm never comin' home, I'ma stay for good."
N.C.
Then hang the phone up and proceed to lay the wood
C Am
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame 'bout it
Em G
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich 'cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said, "Nah, I was the same without it."
C Am
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Em
'Fore I started callin' bitches "bitches" so heavily
G N.C.
Back when you could get a platinum plaque
without no melody, you wadn't sweatin' me
[Pre-Chorus]
C Am
One time for my L.A. sisters
Em
One time for my L.A. hoes
G
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who know
[Chorus 1]
C Am
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Em G
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
[Verse 3]
C Am
I want a real love, dark-skinned Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
Em G
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
N.C.
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
C Am
Nigga, I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out-of-touch-with-reality hoes
Em G
Out in Hollywood bringin' back five or six hoes
C
Fuck 'em then we kick 'em to the do', nigga, you know how it go
Am
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back?
Em G N.C.
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt, 'fore she leave
C
"I'ma need my shirt back" (Nigga, you know how it go)
[Pre-Chorus]
Am
One time for my L.A. sisters
Em
One time for my L.A. hoes
G
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who know
[Chorus 1]
C Am
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Em G
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
N.C.
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
[Interlude: George W. Bush]
N.C.
There's an old saying in Tennessee—I know it's in Texas,
probably in Tennessee—that says, fool me once… shame on…
shame on you. Fool me—can't get fooled again
[Bridge]
C Am
Fool me one time, shame on you (Ayy)
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (Ayy)
Em G
Fool me three times, fuck the peace sign
Load the chopper, let it rain on you (Bop bop bop)
C Am
Fool me one time, shame on you (Ayy)
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (Ayy)
Em G
Fool me three times, fuck the peace sign
Load the chopper, let it rain on you (Bop bop bop)
[Verse 4]
C Am
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Em G
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
N.C.
Hand her a script, the bitch prolly couldn't read along
C Am
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret, could never take Aaliyah home
Em G
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
N.C.
With the stale face 'cause they know it's they song
[Chorus 2]
C Am
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow
She shallow
Em G
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow (Yeah, ayy)
She shallow
C Am
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow
She shallow
Em G
She shallow but the pussy deep, she shallow
She shallow
[Chorus 1]
C Am
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Em G
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
C Am
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Em G
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
[Outro]
C Am Em G x4
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version 3
Tuning: E A D G B E
Chords played throughout the whole song:
[ C# / Bbm / Fm / Ab ]
The synth/lead part played throughout the whole song:
[INTRO/VERSE/CHORUS/OUTRO]
1: C# Bbm
2: Fm Ab
e|-----------------------------------------|--------------------------------------|
B|--13-(13)-11-9-11-9----------------------|-----13-11-9-11-9---------------------|
G|--------------------12-10----------------|------------------12-10---------------|
D|----------------------------10---10------|--------------------------10--10------|
A|-----------------------------------------|--------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------|--------------------------------------|
1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +
Or if you'd like to play it an octave lower so it's more like how it is in the song:
1: C# Bbm
2: Fm Ab
e|------------------------------------|----------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------|----------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------|----------------------------------|
D|--10-(10)-8-6-8-6-------------------|-----10-8-6-8-6-------------------|
A|------------------10-8--------------|----------------10-8--------------|
E|-------------------------8---8------|-----------------------8---8------|
1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 +
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
| (n) Ghost note
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version 4
e|----9---9-7--7------------------9-7--7----------------|
B|-----------10-10--9----7-----------10-10--9----7------|
G|-------------------------6-6---------------------6-6--|
D|------------------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------------------|
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
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version 5
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|---10--8-6-8-6--------------------8-6-8-6----------------------------------|
A|---------------10-8-10-8------------------10-8-10-8------------------------|
E|-------------------------8-8------------------------8-8--------------------|
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
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version 6
Tuning: E A D G B E
.
[Intro]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-1-1-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----3-1-3-1-0-1-----------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------------3-3-------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
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version 7
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
x. x x x x. x x x
e|----8---8p6---6--------------------8p6----6--------------------------------|
B|------------9---9\8p6------------------9---9\8p6---------------------------|
G|-----------------------5---5-------------------------5---5-----------------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| (repeats throughout most)
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
the 'x' indicates each beat with the 'x.' being the beat at the start of each bar
First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
| p Pull-off
| \ Slide down
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version 8
Tuning: E A D G B E
Key: Bbm
[Intro]
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|--13--13-11---------------------------13-11--------------------------------|
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First things first rest in peace Uncle Phil
For real, you the only father that I ever knew
I get my bitch pregnant I'ma be a better you
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled, listen even back when we was broke my team ill
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville
Talk to a nigga
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
No role models and I'm here right now
No role models to speak of
Searchin' through my memory, my memory
I couldn't find one
Last night I was gettin' my feet rubbed
By the baddest bitch, not Trina, but I swear to God
This bitch will make you call your girl up and tell her "Hey, what's good?
"Sorry I'm never comin' home I'ma stay for good"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to lay the wood
I came fast like 9-1-1 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame bout it
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said "Nah, I was the same without it"
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Before I started callin' bitches bitches so heavily
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
You wasn't sweatin' me
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
I want a real love, dark skinned and Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
Nigga I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out of touch with reality hoes
Out in Hollywood bringin' back 5 or 6 hoes
Fuck em' then we kick em' to the door
Nigga you know how it go
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt before she leave
I'ma need my shirt back
Nigga you know how it go
One time for my LA sisters
One time for my LA hoes
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
One time for a nigga who knows
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Fool me one time shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Hand her a script the bitch probably couldn't read along
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in Greystone
With the stale face cause they know it's they song
She shallow but the pussy deep (she shallow, she shallow)
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
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