Pink Life chords and lyrics - PINK GUY

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[Verse 1]
[C]
[Em]Uh,
[C]wha[Em]t?[C]
[Em]What? [C]What?
I'm a large [Em]pink cunt
[C]Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, yeah, [Em]yeah[C]

[Verse 2]
They wanna see a man do the god [C]shit
Narcotics if you wanna get nauseous
Pink Guy dancin' like a clown
Keep laughin' lil cunt,
I got [Am]money on the down [Em]low
[C]Y'all think this about my feelings?
[Em]They still think [C]this about my feelings?
Like Big Bird or a Steve
from the Blues Clues
When the sun go down
[Am]she go d[C]own too
Ridin' around with a bump and a pound too
If you wanna leave a voice
mail hit the pound two
I got money out the orifice
I buy your girl Louie bag,
shit's glorious
I'm not a hero or a role model
I'ma spray your moms and your girl,
no nozzle
Drinkin' red wine out of gatorade bottles
If you can't keep up then pull
[Bb]off to the bottom [C]kid
They say I'm an elitist
Like I'm better than the bunch,
uh duh nice hunch cunts
When the sun go down I'm a fiend
When the sun go [B]down I'm a [C]monster
When the sun go down
I'm sippin' lean
When the sun go down I hope
it never come up
Young boy with the trash talk
Run your little mouth,
find it sittin' on the asphalt
I know you tryna be me,
I don't have a doubt
I can't answer at the moment,
I got pussy in my [G]mouth
My [C]mouth, pussy in my [G]face
[C]De pending on the national
[Em]ity I get a [C]different taste
[G]Y'all really think I'm out[C]
here having hard times
I got 17 jobs, this one's part time
Suck a dick and a ball sack
Poppin' more pills than the moms
in the cul-de-sac
Fuck Fuck Fuck her good on the
couch while your dad's gone
Poke holes in her face, jack'o lantern
She like how the leather feels
She really like that I rejected
several record deals
She said "why?"
I said "the money wasn't
good enough"
She said [Em]"oh w[B]ow,
you really [Em]know your stuff"
[C]Yeah I do bitch
I don't need a fucking marketing
team tryna blow my shit
I'm not a fuckin' vlog cunt
with a lot of chicks
Tryna buy an autobiography
about my dick
Whoops, fuck that
I work hard for my shit,
y'all boys are just fuckin' [G]whack
I'm [C]the only one who cares
about the process
I'm [Em]the only one who [C]fuckin'
with the progress
I'm the only one who made
it with no middle man
(I don't [Em]care about
[C]this song anymore)
How ya [Em]like that?

[Verse 3]
How, how ya like that?
[C]I got money on my b[Em]ack,
I don't need your fuckin' [C]cash
How ya like [Em]that? How, how ya like that?
[C]I got money on my [Em]back,
I don't need your fuckin' cash
It's yo favorite [C]pink cunt !
How ya like that? [Em]How, how ya like that?
[C]I got money on my back,
[Em]I don't need your fuckin' ca[C]sh
How ya like [Em]that? How, how ya like that?
[C]I got money on my [Em]back,
I don't [C]need your fuckin' cash

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