Kicked To The Curb chords and lyrics - CRUSADERS FOR REAL HIP-HOP

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
[C]Hey yo,
girls of the [G]world are tricky
You turn your head one time,
they're [C]trying to slip you a mickey
Say they're independ[Am]ent,
[G]yet they still got a few carry
When I turn 45,
I [C]probably still won't be married
Why's that, [G]dawg?
The girlies get me perturbed
Most of them [C]get kicked to the curb
Don't get me wrong, I love the [Am]hotties
[G]All shapes and sizes,
but some of [Am]these hotties come [C]equipped with surprises
Once they [G]cut my hair, I said, are you
Brutus the barber?
Kick to the curb,
I need a [Am]lady in the harbor, miss
[G]Statue of
Liberty, standing tall and proud
I adore ya, I adore ya,
I'ma [Am]scream it out [G]loud[C][Am]
[G][C]
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[G]Let me [C]get to the point of [G]things,
shall we?
Keep sleepin' and slippin',
[C]the head'll be outtie
Come to [Am]test [G]me,
you don't need to rest me
When I talk,
you button [C]your lip like a vestige
This [Am]rain [G]like a bug on
the wall
Unfortunately,
[C]rain won't be your downfall
Don't dance, [Am]sneeze,
or [G]breathe too hard, my mellow
I break jaws and [C]make them
wiggle like cello
You're weak and [G]flimsy
like hot plastic
You're just a sad case,
but I'm [Am]a bas[G]ket
[Am]Having more than [G]just one spoon loose
That means you'll have [C]more
than one missing tooth
Add an odd [Am]jammy [G]broken
nose and a gash
Right over top [C]your left eye lash
And face it,
we [Am]haven't [G]picked off the mic yet
You won't bubble abuse too,
[C]that's just what you'll get
I'm [Am]not the type o[G]f brother
showing mercy
Crusader for real, [C]hip -hop from
New
Jersey
Take it [G]from
Jordan, eat your
Wheaties, get your weight up
I'll take it to you straight up,
and kick it to the [C]curb[G]
Lalala lala lali [Am]lala
La la la la la [C]la la
[G]Lala [C]lal[Am]a lala lula
[C]Lala [G]lala lala lala
[Am]Lala lala [C]lala lula
[Am]Lala [G]lala lala luli
[Am]I pu[C]t a [G]sign o[C]utside t[G]he door,
please don't disturb me
Or else I have [C]to kick you to the curb
The good and [G]plenty footy with
the soccer style lefty
Treat that ass like trash [C]and
[G]drag it like a hefty
Two plop, three plop,
what's your reply?
Stumbling on
This ain't football [C]but the mic,
you're fumbling
And I recovered an[G]d smothered it
Wait, I hear sirens
The
Don kicked the shit out of the
[Am]Don
[C]DeLions[G][Am][C]
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[C][G]
I'm rockin' old man, [C]I'm [Am]I'm a[G] rockin' old man,
[C][Am][G]
[C][Am][G]
[Am]I'm [G]a
[C]roc[G]kin'
[C]
[G]You