Chords for MC Chris-Fett's Vette

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_ this quick cuz I'm [Em] really booked I'm a devious degenerate defender of the
devil, shulkin' all the trash, confectors on the detention level
My backpacks got checks, well I'm Boba, the fat, [B] well I bounty hunt for Java Hut
[C] Too fun and my vet, [Em] well I chill in deep space, I'm mad cause it's over my face
[B] Well I deliver the pride, but I still narrow my [C] eyes, click my time, I don't like to waste Get [E] down!
I'm a question, reference, not enigma, gate inside a slave one, find your home and signal
From [B] end to heart, really to spark, I'll [C] find what you want but there's gonna be a cost
Say my name [E] is Boba Fett, I know my shit is tight, but I'm acting right, yo, feelin' the carbonite
Got [B] telescope excite, flame throwers on my wrist, you still [C] don't get the gist, fight
You the man that kicked, I'll give [E] the man the hit, you think I give a shit?
Your mama is a bitch, I see you in the star like [B] pit, you just flipped my switch
Integrity's been [C] ditched, you scratchin' on my itch, you know I shoot the [E] gear
I got Fabina, second team, and swear to lick my lefty lips, so I'll let you get back inside your little spaceship
Give you a head [B] start, cuz I'm a sportin' [C] con, consider the start and learn the sneaky smile
Hide [E] inside, hope you have hyperdrive, ready to stay alive, don't try to slip me five, cuz I never take a [B] bribe
He's a beat up, a different drummer, bands funny, hard, [C] let no man put us under, or S.A.P. put on the anthem
Six [E] feet, got an imperial faith, backin' me up, gonna blow up any attempt to defeat [B] me
Got a desk dog, got four payments on my [C] car, hand it over to Hammerhead
At most I see [E] Bar, used to carjack, but he's a bar practice coach, to show how you can get back on the right [B] track
And for me that's not an option, can't say that with more [C] clarity, me goin' legit would be like Jar Jar with speech [Em] barrier
My backpacks, got checks, well I'm Bova, the Fett, [B] well I'm bounty huntin' for a Java [C] Hut, two slime in my bed
[Em] Well I chill in, deep space, a mask is over my face, [B] well I deliver the cry, but I still narrow my [C] eyes
Cuz my time, I don't like to waste, get [E] down, makes it open like a Tom Tom, faster than the Autobot
Or a motorbike can turn to the beat, I'm living [B] on Garm, Java has a hidden fit, contact [C] Caribbean
Overcoat the sweater for the politic, it's [E] legit, back in the day when I was a slave
Livin' life with a Vaseline, like in a pod [B] race, mean streak, tweaked, I became a backer [C] case, so the space ain't that plate [E] potage
Touched up on the Bacards, call it Crohn Ward, lifestyle all about girls and [B] cars
Gettin' fucked up and fucked up, [C] I see I'm not a retard, okay like the bar, time [E] large and I charge with a face so sly
A cold black heart that's been torn apart, the seeds twist, and I had to dig so [C] hard
Cuz it's long long ago, when I put the fire fire, call me master, cuz I'm faster than a plier on fire
I no longer have to hot wire, I'm a hunter for hire, with no plans to retire, and all the sucker MC's can't call me [Em] sly
My backpack's got jets, _ _ _ [Bm] well I'm Boba the Pet, [C] _ _ _ [Em] well I bounty hunt for Java Hut, _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [B] _
[C] who's finance my vet
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