Chords for Boss Hogg - Can't See Me (Official Video)

[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Look at that ol' _ _ _ boss ass booty dude!
That's some fruit that you can fold on the minds of _ _ [B] _ _ [E] thousands,
A [C] bunch of peeps think they [E] got an aff countress cup point asset,
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_ _ _ But no, you ain't forgetting that
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[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[E] _ _ _ I'm a braveheart, [C] I'm a [E] motherfuckin' motherfucker, I'm a braveheart, _ _ check me out dog, I make
it happen, I'm the captain of the ship boy, and I ain't worried about shit boy, I bought
the whip on [C] some big feet, I [E] shake fake niggas every day, gotta watch who you fuck with,
snakes in the street, the game ain't fair and it's way too deep, and I barely can sleep,
I be tossing a turn, Brody touching the heat, late night on the block, trying to eat, burning
the backwood, popping the E, you feel me, I'm a braveheart, and I ain't gonna stop cutting
slave hard, and spend money cause you can't take the money to the graveyard, _ _ my little
nigga handgun is an AR, excuse me for the outburst but he shootin' like the playoffs,
what the [C] fuck you mean you ain't got [Em] the money yet, motherfucker you best be coming up with
my [C] cash, feel me, feel [E] me, fuck you, got [C] it all, [E] but just know that it's real though,
it's real, that nigga look [Am]
tired, [Em] _ I'm young, head out, [C] tryna [E] make a lot of money, what
you care about, you cross game, we gon' shoot up all your [C] whereabouts, young [E] thug nigga,
diamonds all up in his mouth, tryna play me wrong and play me foul, take em out, what
you talking about, I'm living swell nigga, you get caught don't tell nigga, stay solid
don't snitch through the jail nigga, well nigga I'ma tell you how it go down, he acting like
a witch or phone jump he didn't throw down, I didn't need him anyway, I made a hundred
show out, and it's a blow out, a million and nothing, we press buttons and we kill it,
red lights scoping on the cycle we don't feel it, if everybody real how we know on who the
realest, I make em die hard motherfucker Bruce Willis, [Em] look at me, now that you got
drunk about two weeks ago, you think it's about time you gave me my money, _ [C] I ain't
[E] had your money yet man, you can't see me, _ _ _ _ but just know that it's real though, _ _ _ look
it's a lot of fake people, no trio left, [C] asking me to [E] trust you, better off tryna hold your
breath, yep I done fell off and got [C] back, [E] got shot at and shot back, I got caught without
a strap, damn near got wet, so I never leave the house, hand to the yard, man where you
at, tryna make it on the [Em] late one, searching for my cooking boy, somebody better pray for
him, it's the base storm, I'm coming heavy rain, young player don't stop, I gotta have
[E] a game, _ so tell me where it is, right here tryna double up and do it big, shit, I never
fall down though mo, I gotta get it so I'm open up 24, and if he shit way sleep then
I'm knocking on his door like where's that [Em] bro, I ain't saying shit, keep moving, [Am] I ain't
trying to let the lining out hit [Em] motherfucker, you're all some bad motherfuckers man, _ _ [E]
but
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [E] _
just know that it's real though, _ _ look, _ I told you I pay your monkey ass when [C] I feel like
it, [Em] fuck _ _ _ [C] my dick, _ [E] fuck on you, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ tap [C] tap tap, what the fuck man, you owe me some money motherfucker _ _
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