Chords for Wax: "Do you think it would be OK? (free download)

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[A] I had to write something for the females, [G] man.
_ Cause you [A] know how they be affecting you.
[F#] _ _ [G] You walk up to them and you're so [Am] flabbergasted by their appearance.
Then when you [G] finally get the courage to talk to them, [Am] you say some childish shit.
Some shit like this.
Check it.
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_ Check it out, girl.
[G] Hey, yo, what did your parents feed [Am] you as a kid to have you turn out as beautiful as you [G] did?
They fed you with a little bit of everything.
Fresh strawberries all in your crib.
More [Am] than Similac.
Tell your parents to take notes so we can [G] remember that.
You got a smile so [Am] bright that it smolders and transmits beauty through eyes of all [G] beholders.
You all natural, actual, no [Am] fake shit.
Type of girl you take to the carnival and eat funnel cakes with.
I wanna [A] take you on a paddle boat.
You got me reminiscing the fact when I was [G] passing [A] notes.
You turn a grown man to a sixth grader.
This is what you'd read on that little piece of ripped paper.
Do you think it'd be okay for me to [G] be your man?
Yes [Am] or no?
Baby, baby.
Big words with a [A] professional flow.
And now you think [E] it'd [Am] be okay for me [G] to hold your hand.
For me to [E] hold your hand.
Ow.
_ [A] Hey, yo, yo.
I bet your [A] sweat tastes like it's got sugar in it.
I bet your nose ain't never had a [G] booger in it.
I bet you've never had a [G] pimple on your face.
And your shit probably smells like that Cinnabon place, chica.
You got me weaker than [Am]
SWB's knees.
You're the bee's knees.
Honey, please grab your [G] keys.
It's too loud.
Let's [Am] break out of this bar and hit the parking lot and make out of my [G] car.
I'm trying to get the free sample of them [E] cute pink [Am] lips.
Ponder that over your last few drink [G] sips.
I don't mean to be up front.
I'm just making suggestions.
[Am] It ain't rocket science, girl.
These are very simple [G] questions.
And now you [Am] think it'd be okay for me to [G] beat your man.
Shibba dee bee bop.
Scoop.
Baby, [Am] baby.
Baby girl, I'm trying to [A] party with you.
And now you think [Am] it'd be okay for me to [G] hold your hand. _
[E] Ow.
Shubba bop bop.
Yo, [G] you ain't the type of chick I just want to [E] get it on [Am] with.
You're the type of chick I want to cook a breakfast [G] omelet and make it real cheesy.
[Am] Kind of like the song, because usually I'm spitting that raw shit [G] before you have lost it.
You make my [Am] knees buckle, and I can see the freak in you beneath that sweet [G] chuckle.
Because when the time comes, you'll be acting like a [Am] slut, telling me to pull your hair and smack you on the [G] button.
I'm going to do it real fast.
No [Am] questions asked.
Whatever the task, that feminine adrenaline [Em] blast is going to come.
[A] I got the future on the brain.
I want to marry you, by the way.
What's your name?
Do you [Am] think it'd be okay for me to [G] be your man?
I'm trying to [A] ask politely.
Baby, [A] baby.
Because I've been staring at that ass all night.
Do you think it'd be [Am] okay for me to [G] hold your hand?
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Ow.
_ _ [G] Yo, I know you've seen this on the [Am] video.
True.
But probably never on the [A] radio.
True.
Girl, I want to feel your titties, though.
I'm thinking you [Am] could have my baby, yo.
[G] Yo, you know you've seen this on the [Am] video.
True.
And need to play this on the radio.
[G] True.
Girl, I need to feel your [Am] titties, though.
I'm thinking you could have my baby, yo.
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