Intro
Listen man
What's up?
I heard you done got you a dime piece, man
Hell naw, man
One of them Beyoncé, Meagan Good types, man
Nah, nah, nah
Is that true, man?
I just wanna know
Probably not
I mean, shit to be honest with you, man, she's a...
[Verse]
Dm G A
Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck
Dm G
Oh my god, that's my baby
A Dm
Caroline, you divine
Dm
Mighty fine
G
Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true)
A
Like a pro
Aha, fuck you thought?
Dm
Holy shit, I'm really lit
G A Dm G
It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up
A Dm
Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear
G A
About ya horoscope or what the future holds
Shut up and shut up and
Dm G
Let's get gory, like a Tarantino movie
A
Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out?
Dm
Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck a decaf
Dm
You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a G-raffe
Dm
If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads
Dm
Freaky with the sticky icky
Baby give me kitty kitty
Dm
Killa, westside nigga
Dm
Boy you like 98 degrees
G A
And I'm 300, nigga keep ya feet runnin'
Dm
I chief keef keef when I eat these beats
G A
Better boy get scurred
Dm G
Don't run up in my lane, I don't want you in my lane
A
You a lame, get swerved
[Hook]
Dm
Cause great scenes might be great
G A
But I love your bloopers
Dm
And perfect's for the urgent
G A
Baby I want forever
Dm
Caroline, don't you see that
G A
I want you to be my
[Verse]
Dm G A
Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck
Dm G
Oh my god, that's my baby
A Dm
Caroline, you divine
G
Mighty fine
A
Shawty really blow the pipe (that's true)
Like a pro
Aha... what?
Dm
Holy shit, I'm really lit
G A Dm G
It's looking like it's 'bout time to fuck it up
A Dm
Caroline, listen up, don't wanna hear
G A
About ya horoscope or what the future holds
Shut up and shut up and
Dm G
Let's get gory, like a Tarantino movie
A
Don't wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out?
Dm
Cause we gon' be up all night, fuck a decaf
Dm
You say I'm a tall thug, guess I'm a G-raffe
Dm
If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads
Dm
Freaky with the sticky icky
Baby give me kitty kitty
Dm
Killa, westside nigga
Dm
Boy you like 98 degrees
G A
And I'm 300, nigga keep ya feet runnin'
Dm
I chief keef keef when I eat these beats
G A
Better boy get scurred
Dm G
Don't run up in my lane, I don't want you in my lane
A
You a lame, get swerved
[Hook]
Dm
Cause great scenes might be great
G A
But I love your bloopers
Dm
And perfect's for the urgent
G A
Baby I want forever
Dm
Caroline, don't you see that
G A
I want you to be my
[Outro]
Dm G A
Bad thang, bad, bad, bad, bad thang, thang, thang, thang, thang
Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad, thang, thang
Bad thang, thang, thang, bad, b-bad, bad thang, thang, thang
Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad