Verse
Big Boi]
Fm G#
Niggas still ain't fuckin' with Hollywood Court
A#m Cm
'Cause they fuckin' wit' ya boi like the Hollywood dough
Fm G#
Everything big, no comin' up short
Fm D#
Jack the buzzer beater up, all net, half court
Fm G#
The game winning shot, your name sayin', not
A#m Cm
That same skinny thot you got, she be in and out
Fm G#
She never spit it out either, we call her Poke-mouth
A#m Cm
Big mouth bass, start to smash that ass
Fm G#
I build a bear before I build a bitch
A#m Cm
I take her to the mall and fill her with the sugar dick
Fm G#
With the same lips give a nigga sugar whits
A#m Cm
Give me brain, so intelligent with plenty sense
Fm G#
I took her innocence, yeah she was turnt out
A#m Cm
And by the time I gave her back she was burnt out
Fm G#
Like the tires on the Huracan, you ain't good Antwan
A#m Cm
Or better yet, stay great, we stay puttin' on
[Hook: Adam Levine]
Fm
You're hotter than July (super hot)
G#
Super colder than December (so cold)
A#m Cm
You got me dancin'
Fm
The dancefloor tells no lies
G#
Give them something to remember
A#m Cm
You got me dancin'
[Bridge]
Fm G# A#m Cm
Please don't stop movin' your feet
Fm G# A#m Cm
While the music's hot on that ecstacy
Fm G# A#m Cm
We can dance all night, till we both get weak
Fm G# A#m Cm
Come on, come on
[Verse 2: Big Boi]
Fm G#
Stayin' fresh that's the gameplan
A#m Cm
Out the oven cause we never microwavin'
Fm G#
We break it up like the smile of Michael Strahan
A#m Cm
And keep shinin' like the glove on Michael J hand
Fm G#
I do not play man, sure I'll eat your ass up quick
A#m Cm
I'm on that boss rap shit, they on that toss salad
Fm G#
Old chick, I sees ya nigga and I delete her
A#m Cm
I used to have a bench full of bitches but didn't need 'em
Fm G#
But still fill arenas and killin' the coliseum
A#m Cm
ATLiens, they on top of ya human beings
Fm G#
From the mothership, I'm on some other shit
A#m Cm
Lowkey like the blow soul back in '86
Fm G#
But we don't sell dope, we pimp ink pens
A#m Cm
To provoke the folks and keep 'em thinkin'
Fm G#
What is you drinkin', or better yet
A#m Cm
Do you really know the meaning of life or are you sleeping
[Hook: Adam Levine]
Fm
You're hotter than July (super hot)
G#
Super colder than December (so cold)
A#m Cm
You got me dancin'
Fm
The dancefloor tells no lies
G#
Give them something to remember
A#m Cm
You got me dancin'
Fm
You're hotter than July (super hot)
G#
Super colder than December (so cold)
A#m Cm
You got me dancin'
Fm
The dancefloor tells no lies
G#
Give them something to remember
A#m Cm
You got me dancin'
[Bridge]
Fm G# A#m Cm
Please don't stop movin' your feet
Fm G# A#m Cm
While the music's hot on that ecstacy
Fm G# A#m Cm
We can dance all night, till we both get weak
Fm G# A#m Cm
Come on, come on
[Outro]
Fm G# A#m Cm Fm
Morning, we don't stop till the morning
G# A#m Cm C#
We don't stop, keep it going
Fm G#
We gonna see it through
A#m Cm
And the rest is up to you