Twin Hype Back Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]Now come over here and let me give
you a tongue kiss on your hot pocket

[Verse 2]
Me [Em]and Mike will go Twin Hype and do a dance
on your windpipes
Put your fucking jazz hands back in your pants
and get [Am]them shits sliced
[Em]Caught the ghost when I was yay high,
so today I stay way high
Do not worry about my habits,
without sin I'd probably hate life

[Verse 3]
This [Em]is dope as that hard white
you stuff in a crack pipe
A hit of this,
a kid with Tourrets will chill out and act right
I'm fat but I dress nice and bitches
finesse Mike
They suck the dick and squeeze

[Verse 4]
on my belly like bagpipes
[Em]I slap and I suck clits, I fuck
in my church shoes
Humblest guy in the room and I am in
[Am]the room too (Get it?)
I'll bend [Em]you over on the roof
while whistling Audio Two
They say that once a girl go Brooklyn
no more soft dick will do

[Verse 5]
[Em]I'm so Rakim and Eric B
Bitches check out my melody
I might Slick Rick on a fella
(Foul), catch me a felony
Ay, I might Shyne Po a ho,
pow! Catch me a case
Producto must have rolled this L
because this blunt feel laced

[Verse 6]
I must say you do look [Em]stunning
I mean, you're the kind of girl I [F#]can really see
myself artifi[C]cially inseminating
Oh I'm sorry, I'm be[Em]ing a little aggressive,
right?
Can we start from the beginning? My
name is Chest Rockwell, right?
And I love to make [C]love to your
[D]booty [F#m]hole[Em]

[Verse 7]
Bad boy
[Em]This is born alone die alone,
so my dialogue's dastardly
Life's a tragedy generator
operating at max [Am]ca pacity
[Em]This is porno for piraters, to the crooks
it is relaxing
I am foreign to that soft talk,
you can tell it from my accent

[Verse 8]
This [Em]is arrogant fat black,
it is what it is
This that stingy with dick, bitch,
not a fuck do I give
I'm no respecter of person,
I'm no respecter of rules
I catch the prince of England slipping,
he goin' run me the jewels
I could wake up brain dead tomorrow
and my soliloquy still will be
The illest there ever be,
'cause I be what you'll never [Am]be
My pug[Em]nacious rhyme patterns
prove pitbull in my pedigree
And dogs fight to the death,
you say you better, you better be

[Verse 9]
Not [Em]one shit given, El- P's chillin'
Raised in a shack in the back
of the village
Trained by the wolves in the woods
To avenge on the men who
elected themselves my killers
Mike's a villain,
Nick Hooks chillin'
We don't have a need to
know your feelings
We don't believe in the same shit anyway,
Run the Jewels is not for your children

[Verse 10]
How you feeling now sweetheart? [Em]A little more
relaxed?
[F#]Maybe it's that half a molly[Em]
I put in [C]your Mountain Dew
Yeah, works like a [Em]charm
Just chill out for a second, relax,
relax, I got it under control
I got you a glass of Beefeater,
[C]I got a brand new deck of Uno cards
[Em]Oh yeah baby,
the night's just [F#m]getting started[F#][Em][Am][Em]
Okay, how about I come over tonight and pick
you up in my brand [F#m]new Segway
We can go over to Long John [F#]Silver's,
[F#m]get a fish plat[Am]ter
You can take me home and massage
me with butter [Em]all on my neck
I love you