Chords for Yucky Blucky Fruitcake

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Yucky Blucky Fruitcake chords
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Dolce, why don't you introduce yourself to the class?
Okay?
Hi, my name's Dolce with two I's.
I feel anxious [G#] when I'm high.
Teachers say I talk too [Dm] much.
Mama say I don't talk enough.
[E] In the [D#] dark, I'm like a torch.
From the hood, I hop the porch.
[E] I don't bang or slang on gang,
but my dad got [A#] keep them thangs.
Up, sit, up, [A] [G#] sit, up, sit, up, [A] sit.
I [G] get a little violent when I play the game of tag.
[B] I get a little quiet when I think about the bag.
I slob when [E] I sleep and I wake up with a drag.
I'm pulling out my teeth so I [G#] wake up to the cash.
This is who I am from the back to the [D] front.
I never had to pay [A] for my schoolhouse lunch.
My [G] mama used stamps when she need a little help,
but a nigga may [A] do with a card [G#] spent out.
I try to act smart because I want a lot of friends.
I never really went with the flow of the trends.
I think I like girls, but I think I like men.
Dolce is a dick, I never fit in.
Overly cocky, I'm hyper ambitious.
Me, me, me, me, bitch, I'm narcissistic.
I am a black girl who beat the statistics.
Fuck the opinions and all the logistics.
Wow.
Wow, well, Dolce, why don't you tell us
what you do in your spare time?
I'm all alone on the deep dark web.
Me and my phone in this queen size bed.
I'm looking at my pillow, my pillow look back at me.
My [A] thumb is over the screen, the other [G#] is in my jeans.
It took a second to soak my fingers inside my throat.
[A] I pause and then I choke to [G#] think about it some more.
Connection is moving slow, my [G#m] brightness is on the low.
I'm reaching for the remote and [G] my mama bust through the door.
[F#] Dolce, Dolce, Dolce, [F#m] Dolce.
You forgot to take the chicken out.
You forgot [Bm] to take the chicken out.
Dolce, [F#] Dolce, you forgot to take the chicken out.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Sun, sun, [F#m] sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun,
ooh, [Bm] ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, [C#] sun,
I fuck with Junie B, Barbara was my [F#] idol.
Had to wear my attitude to every dance [D] recital
and my black Taylor Tucks,
the ones that lace [C#m] up to my thighs.
Lisa Frank lipstick on my [C#] eyes.
Weird girl activity, black bitch [F#m] nativity.
Fight girl erotica, bucket hat from [B] Nautica.
Quit robbing, I start sobbing watching [E] Narnia.
[C#] I've been winning trophies since Fairfax.
I was earning [F#m] medals the same grade you basic bitches
learn [D] how to use protractors.
Foot been on they necks before Kyro Practor.
[C#] But I gave all the game boys cooties.
Most of y'all are the type of kids I'd hate
[F#m] if I was the monster under your beds,
you'd be the kids I'd ate.
[D] If I was a man, your mom fucked,
I'd fuck her right in your face
[C#m] and take you and your siblings
on a [C#] Domino's pizza day.
Damn, Xen X, baby, going [F#m] crazy with the cam.
Back when I was [Bm] rhyming on my green eggs and ham.
Edited my pictures with the Microsoft filters.
I was making thrillers way before [F#] they called them thrillers.
Sixth grade, every nigga pressured me to fuck
while [F#m] y'all was giving it up.
I [Bm] was serving looks, custom made drip
with the [C#] pastry couture.
Selling silly bands from my desk to my drawer.
Singing karaoke while my mom was at the store.
[F#m] Scared that she would walk in on me [B] singing Paramore.
While y'all was sticking house keys
in [C#] motherfucking [C#m] sockets.
I was stuffing all your lunch [C#] monies in my pockets.
Please stop it, I'm meant to [F#] blow up
like the white things and so the rockets.
Talking [D] back to my teachers, I'm out of pocket.
Got so [C#m] much shit on my chest, yo, I need to drop it.
Dribbling [C#] inside my journal, [F#m] kiss my locket.
Let the paper soak my tears up.
Ultra Charmin, ooh, I [D] need to let it out.
[E] I gotta let it out.
[C#] Uninvited and I'm undercover.
[F#] Undivided, undiscovered.
[Bm] Uninvited and I'm undercover.
[F#] But I never [E] liked them, forever fuck them.
Cue.
[F#] [F#m] Wow, that was quite the [Bm] introduction, Doji.
Everybody give it up for Doji.
Give it up [F#] for Doji, okay.
We're gonna have to do that, we're gonna have to [B] do that.
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_ Dolce, why don't you introduce yourself to the class?
Okay?
_ Hi, my name's Dolce with two I's.
I feel anxious [G#] when I'm high.
Teachers say I talk too [Dm] much.
Mama say I don't talk enough.
[E] In the [D#] dark, I'm like a torch.
From the hood, I hop the porch.
[E] I don't bang or slang on gang,
but my dad got [A#] keep them thangs.
Up, sit, _ up, [A] [G#] sit, up, sit, up, [A] sit.
I [G] get a little violent when I play the game of tag.
[B] I get a little quiet when I think about the bag.
I slob when [E] I sleep and I wake up with a drag.
I'm pulling out my teeth so I [G#] wake up to the cash.
This is who I am from the back to the [D] front.
I never had to pay [A] for my schoolhouse lunch.
My [G] mama used stamps when she need a little help,
but a nigga may [A] do with a card [G#] spent out.
I try to act smart because I want a lot of friends.
I never really went with the flow of the trends.
I think I like girls, but I think I like men.
Dolce is a dick, I never fit in.
Overly cocky, I'm hyper ambitious.
Me, me, me, me, bitch, I'm narcissistic.
I am a black girl who beat the statistics.
Fuck the opinions and all the logistics.
_ Wow.
_ _ Wow, well, Dolce, why don't you tell us
what you do in your spare time?
I'm all alone on the deep dark web.
Me and my phone in this queen size bed.
I'm looking at my pillow, my pillow look back at me.
My [A] thumb is over the screen, the other [G#] is in my jeans.
It took a second to soak my fingers inside my throat.
[A] I pause and then I choke to [G#] think about it some more.
Connection is moving slow, my [G#m] brightness is on the low.
I'm reaching for the remote and [G] my mama bust through the door. _ _ _ _
[F#] Dolce, Dolce, Dolce, [F#m] Dolce.
You forgot to take the chicken out.
You forgot [Bm] to take the chicken out.
Dolce, [F#] Dolce, you forgot to take the chicken out.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Sun, sun, [F#m] sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun,
ooh, [Bm] ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, sun, [C#] sun,
I fuck with Junie B, Barbara was my [F#] idol.
Had to wear my attitude to every dance [D] recital
and my black Taylor Tucks,
the ones that lace [C#m] up to my thighs.
Lisa Frank lipstick on my [C#] eyes.
Weird girl activity, black bitch [F#m] nativity.
Fight girl erotica, bucket hat from [B] Nautica.
Quit robbing, I start sobbing watching [E] Narnia.
_ _ [C#] I've been winning trophies since Fairfax.
I was earning [F#m] medals the same grade you basic bitches
learn [D] how to use protractors.
Foot been on they necks before Kyro Practor.
[C#] But I gave all the game boys cooties.
Most of y'all are the type of kids I'd hate
[F#m] if I was the monster under your beds,
you'd be the kids I'd ate.
[D] If I was a man, your mom fucked,
I'd fuck her right in your face
[C#m] and take you and your siblings
on a [C#] Domino's pizza day.
Damn, Xen X, baby, going [F#m] crazy with the cam.
Back when I was [Bm] rhyming on my green eggs and ham.
Edited my pictures with the Microsoft filters.
I was making thrillers way before [F#] they called them thrillers.
Sixth grade, every nigga pressured me to fuck
while [F#m] y'all was giving it up.
I [Bm] was serving looks, custom made drip
with the [C#] pastry couture.
Selling silly bands from my desk to my drawer.
Singing karaoke while my mom was at the store.
[F#m] Scared that she would walk in on me [B] singing Paramore.
While y'all was sticking house keys
in [C#] motherfucking [C#m] sockets.
I was stuffing all your lunch [C#] monies in my pockets.
Please stop it, I'm meant to [F#] blow up
like the white things and so the rockets.
Talking [D] back to my teachers, I'm out of pocket.
Got so [C#m] much shit on my chest, yo, I need to drop it.
Dribbling [C#] inside my journal, [F#m] kiss my locket.
Let the paper soak my tears up.
Ultra Charmin, ooh, I [D] need to let it out.
[E] I gotta let it out.
_ [C#] _ Uninvited and I'm undercover.
_ _ [F#] Undivided, undiscovered.
[Bm] Uninvited and I'm undercover.
[F#] But I never [E] liked them, forever fuck them.
Cue. _
[F#] _ _ [F#m] Wow, that was quite the [Bm] introduction, Doji.
Everybody give it up for Doji.
Give it up [F#] for Doji, okay.
We're gonna have to do that, we're gonna have to [B] do that. _ _