Hijo De Su Madre

Am You a hoe when it comes to real life Em Hot tub, what that coffee feel like? Am Nice rug I ain't talking real pipe Em Cyclops on the twelve, come near, I Am I dress up when I hang with rich kids Em I guess I'm hanging with rich kids, hey Am I just thought of some new shit, yeah Em And we still watching bootleg C Say you wanna make a scene? C G Oh you wanna rock the beat? C Say you wanna make a scene? C G Oh you wanna rock the beat? Am You ain't ever seen a brown boy like this Em I shoulda seen your lips through your eyelids Am I shoulda bought some gas for the mileage Em Now my whip hella stuck with no pilot Am Indiana kinda hot for my biceps Em I ain't really got no biceps Am Why you always concerned who I kiss? Em Yeah, I just wanna call for a ride in Fma7 My baby's calling me I'm picking up like "hey babe" Dm Asking where I'm at I just say "OK" Fma7 My baby's calling me I'm picking up like "hey babe" Dm Asking where I'm at I just say "OK" C Say you wanna make a scene? C G Oh you wanna rock the beat? C Say you wanna make a scene? C G Oh you wanna rock the beat? C Am Em F**k what you do to my head C Am Em You should step out before you find something bad C Am Em You should call the cops when you give me a lift C Am Em You should call the cops when you give me a lift C Say you wanna make a scene? C G Oh you wanna rock the beat? C Say you wanna make a scene? C G Oh you wanna rock the beat?