Chords for Nelly ft P Diddy Murphy Lee - Shake Ya Tailfeather

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_ it.
let's go _ _ _ _
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can't explain it but damn so glad you came here i'm still a
i never changed that your body is
still the same _
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_ _ [F#] _ [Fm] _ _ don't you please help me
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_ _ [F#] _ [F] With no lows no no i can't tell [Fm] everybody and they just when you do it _ _ _ _ _
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And real girls get down on the floor on the floor now get that money honey act like you know
Mama, I like how you dance, the way you fit in them pants
Until the flow take it low, girl, do it again
You know I love that, that way you girls act
It's Diddy, Murphy, Leonelli, how you love that?
[F] Come on, we got another one, playa
From New York to the Dirty, how they lovin' it, playa
Baby, you impressive, left skin
They know each other, you the best of the best, then
You gotta live it in the dress, it's the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson
Lime and living color, look at Mama, you're dead wrong
For having them pants on, Caprice, Carlisle
When you shake it, I see a thong
Our pockets full of [Fm] dough, shaking feathers to the moon
And it's bad boy and Nelly, man, somebody better warn him
Girl, take it low, girl, take it low
We can even do it slow, we can even do it slow
You know we don't wanna go, you know we don't wanna go
Just take that ass to the booth, I'll see you move
So shake your tail feather, girl, girl, take it low
We can even do it slow, we can even do it slow
You know we don't wanna go, you know we don't wanna go
Take that ass to the booth, I'll see you move
So shake your tail feather
Oh no, I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now, gotta continue my running
Yeah, [A#] cause we gon' party till the [Fm] lights come on
And then my song stop, they cut my mics to long
Yo, I'm the big booty type, I like them thick with they mind right
Bangin' personality, conversate with the time right
I'm not hard, I got women that handle that
They be like, he the man when I'm really a thundercat
Come on, you know I'm the tits to neck like Voltron
Collect so much grass, Popo thinkin' we Molons
My cojones don't match that, but it matches her hair
Reppin' a cease that I got in the lap
I'm just a juvenile, cause I be about cheese
Keep the women wheezy, men, they say they have my babies
I'm young like, I like that cash and that money
I'ma eat my money, man, I'm that damn roll
You see, I'm starving like Marvin, girl
Big in my front yard, I got 16 bars of fire
Do what I'm told, [F] trust my rats come in packs
Like Sammy and Dean, Morton and I got so many keys
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