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