SWEET Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Stripped down to
my skin and my bones
[F]I love huskies but I feel like
a [Am]wolf (howl!)
In a pack but I [C]feel all alone
I'm scatter[F]brained, man
Better offer the clone
[Am]In Tejas apartments with rac[C]ist
(chronic) [Am]doin' weird shit
[F]Like, this'll make your
[Am]biopic (haha)
Rile 'em up, hit Zaxby's get
[C]the wing tings [Am](yum)
Real quick bills still stacking to the
ceiling (uh-oh)
Whatchu mean, [C]it ain't working?
[Am](wha[F]t?)
Whatchu mean, you ain't finding yourself?
(oh, I [Am]am, I'm trying)
Whatchu mean, you ain't [C]got no cash? (I got
a [Am]little [F]bit)
Whatchu mean? Whatchu mean?
[Am]Shouldn't your pockets be big just like a
[C]fat chick? [F](uh-huh)
Shouldn't your mama be done paying the
house off? (I guess)
Shouldn't you [Am]have a real big ass
[F]ego? (no)
Shouldn't these [Em]girls be flockin' just
like [F]seagulls? [Am](e h)

[Verse 2]
Twistin' me up like [C]licorice
[F]Think [Em]I need someone who can [F]handle it
[Am]Ice on my [C]boys and my wrist is fixed
[F]I don't need nobody
tryna give [Am]me shit
Twistin' me up like [C]licorice
[F]Think I need someone who can handle it
[Am]Ice on my [C]boys and my wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna
[Am]give me shit

[Verse 3]
[Am]The original lick-splickety,
[C]higher than Yosemite
[F]Breaking the mold mentally,
master with no limiting
[Am]Mak ing 'em say "Ugh!",
they worship[C]ing our force viciously
[F]Watching the floor tip in your
temple of authen[Am]ticity
Often they say I'm off it, I offer
my crossed empathy
[F]They forgot what we on,
I'll remind 'em with hostility
[Am]Hot-diggity damn, damn,[C]
everyone running scams
Gotta [Am]cover your clams and take
another glance
Running a clinic, [C]no scans,
ain't no one claimin' yo [Am]mans
It's all per[F]taining to plan,
call me the architect
[Am]Lap you in a UFO, [B]I haven't star[C]ted yet
[B]Still gotta figure out exactly
where to [Em]park it at
[F]Moses with the [Am]pen,
each [B]line an ocean [C]I can part [F]it at

[Interlude 1]
But that's too deep
[Am][C][Am]

[Verse 4]
Don't call [Am]me stup[C]id,
that [F]ain't the way my [Em]name pronounced
[Am]Don't call me Cu[C]pid,
I [F]got too many hoes right [Am]now
Poolside [C]in Houston
Tryna [F]see if Beyoncé will
take me for adoption
[Am]Broke ass [F]rich, suburbs[C]
A civil[F]ian [Em]shot in 3rd Ward,
we just by the [Am]fountain
This is Merlyn Wood, [C]man[F]
Everywhere I go is the Woodlands
[Am]I need a Honey[C] Butter,
[F]vodka in a Sprite can[Am]
When I'm [C]in the [F]Whataburger, all the
kids know who I [Am]am
I need a [C]Honey Butter,
[Em]puttin' lean in my[Am] Sprite can

[Verse 5]
Twistin' me up like [C]licorice
[F]Think I need someone who can handle it
[Am]Ice on my boys and my [C]wrist is fixed
[F]I don't need nobody
tryna [Am]give me shit
Twistin' me up [C]like licorice
[F]Think I need someone who can handle it
[Am]Ice on my boys and my [C]wrist is fixed
I don't [Em]need nobody tryna give me [Am]shit

[Verse 6]
I got a record but I'm [C]clean as they come
[F]I'm Godzilla,
when they see me they [Em]run
[F]On 37th, used to [C]run from the Bloods
[F]The undercovers gotta
duck when they come
[Am]I moved out and in a coupl[C]e of months
[F]I'ma be a pop star, they call me a thug
I [Am]used to write [F]raps on
the [Am]back of the bus
Now I'm in the front seat
shifting the gears

[Verse 7]
It's [Am]funny how things can [C]change
[F]Three hundred dollars to my name,
led to Hollywood
I was [Am]living off Ramen and [C]change
Five hundred [F]dollars on these dinners,
never have [Am]to pay
Growing up my teachers told me
"You [F]better get them grades up,
If you wanna finish high school"
"And [Am]after high school,
you better get a degree
[F]"'Cause it's a dog-eat-dog world, world, [Am]world,
you could live in the street"
Flashback, I had [C]my Walkman in
[F]the minivan
Listening to NSYNC, saw my
name on the CD
Bleach blond tips,
wanted to [C]be [F]JT
Wanted to do big things,
had to fulfill a dream
[Am]One might say I was doom[C]ed
from the get-go
[F]But But those same people assume,
'cause they'll never know
[Am]What it's like to be called
to what's not set in stone
[F]I am [C]one with the ebb and flow,

[Verse 8]
that's all I know
[Am]Twistin' me up like [C]licorice
[F]Think I need someone who can handle it
[Am]Ice on my boys and my [C]wrist is fixed
[F]I don't need nobody
tryna give [Am]me shit
Twistin' me [C]up like licorice
[F]Think I need someone who can handle it
[Am]Ice on my boys and my [C]wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna
give [F]me shit

[Verse 9]
[C]Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone
who can handle [F]it
[C]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna
give me [F]shit
[C]Twistin' me up like licorice
Think I need someone
who can handle [F]it
[C]Ice on my boys and my wrist is fixed
I don't need nobody tryna give me shit