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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
AbWooah CmOooh AbWooah (GueCmss what)
[Hook]
People tell me I'm just like myAb daddy People tell me I'm just like myGm daddy People tell me I'm just like myEb daddy AbMy daddy Cause I Glie like I'Cmm lying on a rug Get my hAbands a lil dirty, no gloves GmEverybody welcome to the gun show

N.C.

And it go Everybody duck down Ab Gb Fm
[Verse 1]
Its hard to love the devil, he's Ba hater Ab Gb Fm FmA dirty hypocrite, manipulator Ab Gb Fm FmMade a mama lose her kids Let her go away for seventeen years Ab Gb Fm FmNot allowed to shed a tear
Growing up with all your, phobic fears [Hook]
G But people tell me Im just like my Abdaddy People tell me I'm just like myG daddy People tell me Im just like my Abdaddy
Oh really, hell nah (no way, no way)
Cause I lGie like I'm lying on aCm rug Did some Abcrime even wore some black gloves

N.C.

Everybody welcome to the gun show

N.C

And we go (daddy) Everybody duck down Ab Gb Fm
[Verse 2]
You reek of royalty, a dangerous mix Ab Gb Fm

N.C.

You sing of loyalty, but you the snitchin ass bitch Ab Gb FmI tried to play it cool DbFunny what the people do for Money power and the fame Ab Gb Fm
Id call ya Mr. Lyon

N.C

If I did I would be lyin Cause that ain't even your name Ab Gb Fm
[Hook]
But people tell me I'm just like mAby daddy People tell me FmIm just like my Gmdaddy They all say that you look just like your Abdaddy