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