Forgive Me Father chords and lyrics - FABOLOUS

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[Intro 1]
[Bm][Em][Bm]

[Verse 1]
[Bm][Fabolous]
Yea
There's a lot of money
over [Em]here[Bm]
[Em]Ha H[Bm]a[Em][Bm]
That's word to Brooklyn
I'm back I don't know what the fuck
is wrong with these [Em]niggas
Maybe cause I'm [Bm]eating

[Verse 2]
And these
bastards fiend for my grub
I carry pumps like I serve gasoline
to these scrubs
Have you seen my Aston leaning on dubs
And they [D#]can't af[Bm]ford chrome so they
putting Vasel[D#]ine on [Em]they hub[Bm]s
I'm looking for a girl with
a ass like Trina to rub
Take home and let her watch the
plasma screen in the tub
These niggas hate I'm moving [Em]so
much cash and cream in the [Bm]club
[Em]And don'[Bm]t pass[Em] my green on my bub
But I'm a [Bm]fly niggag that don't do
much to pull her and dick her
Everyday I'm popping a tab
and pulling a sticker
Everyday I'm switching the
tags and [Em]pulling [Bm]up sicker
[Em]Every "K" [Bm]I'm loadi[Em]ng the
mags with bullets to flicker
And I ain't [Bm]hesitating homie
I'm pulling [C]it quick[Bm]er
So you can act tough After
a few [Em]pulls on [Bm]some liquor
Got em pullin on niggas
And they won't be goin
nowhere for a while
They [Em]might as well pull out a
snicker [Bm]Ye- Ye- Yea

[Verse 3]
[Chorus:] [Bm]Forgive
me father for [Am]I have sinned
[Bm]But look at all this money that [Am]I spen[Bm]d
And look at all this jew[Am]elry that I'm in
[Bm]And look at all the plac[Am]es that I've[Em] been
[Bm]And look at all the women [Am]in those brims
[Bm]Look at the blue flame[Am]s that I'm in
[Bm]I look at all the bullshit
[A#]that there's been
And [Bm]if I had another chance
I'd do [Em]it again
[Bm]Anywhere the kid

[Verse 4]
move you know
the hammers'll be with me
Poking out the shirt like a Pamela Lee titty
I went on tour brought the
samples of D wit me
Came back a month later bought
a [Em]Lam bo for three- fifty
[Bm]Think I throw you grams
if you read with me
Just because you see me on the
camera with P. Diddy
Dammit we P- driddy? Now I
got G with me
[D#]Along [Bm]with the third leg that I be
rammin [Em]in th[Bm]ese bitties
I keep the revolver you
hope my gun'll jam
But with the soap its gonna blam
The info put freckles on your face
like [Em]Opie Cunningham
That's [Bm]why I'm w[Am]atched by [Bm]the Feds
[Em]and scoped by Uncle [Bm]Sam
Dope and hunn- ed (hundred) grams
rope and hunn- ed grams
At the same time our artist get
to open Summer Jam
Hope you understand or
use better sense
These niggas don't want no beef they want law[Em]suit
settlements [Bm]Nigga!

[Interlude 1]
[Bm][Am][Bm][Am][Bm]
[Am]

[Verse 5]
[Am][Chorus]
[Bm]I'm in[Am][Em][Bm][Am]
[Bm]a[Am][Bm]
[A#][Bm][Em]
[Bm]waggy with em passin by ya
With a baby girl who suck harder
than Maggie on a pacifier
What I'm smokin'll have you aggie
as your last supplier
When you can smell it [Em]through the bag
you know that's some fire
Getting [Bm]stressed by these
hotties is regular
I got [Em]a magazine to press
to your body [Bm]like editors
Test me somebody I'm begging ya
I got the Gatling gun like Jesse
The Body [Em]in Predat[Bm]or
I'm a hustler I don't sling no
rocks to [C]the [Bm]fiends now
Got dudes who [Am]sit on c[Bm]orners
like a boxer between rounds
Any other dude who dish
rocks want beef
Cause I chop job[Am]s bigger[Bm]
than [Em]Chris [Bm]Rock [Em]front teef
[Bm]I'm the nigga tearing the wall[D#]s up in your
miss in ex[Bm]change for a small cup
Of the Cris
And while you at probation filling
a small cup full [C]of [Bm]piss
I'm in a coupe with a roof that ball [Em]up like a f[Bm]ist[Am][Bm][Am][Bm][Am]
[Bm][Am][Em][Bm]
[Am][Bm][Am][Bm]
[A#](Cat[Bm]ch up[A#]!)[Bm]
[Chorus]

[Verse 6]
That's right I'll do [Bm]it again
[F]nigga [Bm](yea)
I'm a motherfucking ghetto
superstar nigga
[Bm]Dese[Bm]rt St[Em]orm[Bm][Bm]
Street
Family we [Bm]here [Em](yea)
Young [Bm]G's Salute (yea)
Get this [Bm]fucking money man
It's a lot of fuck[Bm]ing money over
[Bm]here[Em] (yea[Bm])
I don't know what the [Bm]fuck you

[Outro 1]
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