Tonalité : A minor•
Intro 1
Am
G
D
Well,
Verse 1
G
Am
you got a hot
date and you want to be fly
G
You throw on a
Am
Gucci blazer and a
Gucci tie
Now the hair out of place,
G
a freshly shaved face
You think you're walking out the
Am
house with the dialing grace
You pick up your girl and
take her out to dinner
G
Cause when the night is over,
Am
G
Am
you think you're gonna win her
Then you move real close,
using all of your charm
G
And then your girl says, baby guess what
Am
D
G
Am
G
I smell you at the house
Am
That odor
G
It's ringing out loud and clear as a bell
You can't hear it
Because you're immune to the smell
Am
Now I describe your aroma as foul
And pathetic
G
And they can use that odor as
the latest anesthetic
Am
Now I know that it's no -go funk
G
I can tell
Because it's written all over
by the way that you smell
That funk
Am
The aroma
G
That smell
That scent
You'll be arrested for malicious
body odor intent
Am
Your owner's going around
doing people's harm
G
And there's somebody turning around to say
I smell your underarm
Am
G
Am
The foam, the foam, the foam
You woke up late for work,
G
using the same old line
I don't think I'm gonna wash
my underarms this time
Am
The more you ignore the worse
G
the smell grows
And you pick out all your clothes
by using your nose
Am
G
It was the rush hour when
I was on the train
And the smell of underarms
was driving me insane
Am
G
It was a surefire way
of bringing me to my death
I couldn't hold the conversation,
I was holdin' my breath
Am
You could see the funk
G
just like a cloud in the air
Am
Was homeboy sittin' next to me,
I swear
When I saw the direction
G
that this girl was leanin'
I heard homeboy's under
Am
G
arms just screamin'
Am
G
I smell your underarms
Am
G
Hangin' at a party one night all alone
Am
G
Sippin' on the bottom of
Dom
Perignon
Am
The crowd was on the floor
G
Rockin' the beat
Am
G
Smellin' like they ain't bathed
Am
since last week
Smell was all through the households
G
Rockin' the place
The funk through the air like
a fresh can of mace
Am
When you raised your hand
G
I had to sound the alarm
Of course I knew
There's a mothafucka under his arm
Am
We were so shocked
G
we couldn't even run
And they declared us all
Probably gonna be number one
Am
G
Am
Now you might think it's funny
G
But it ain't no joke
Yo, it's about that time
Am
Now put it all to a vote
G
Throw your hands in the air
If you're ready to party hard
G
Put them hands back down,
everybody,
cause you didn't use right gauze.
Am
G
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.
Am
I smell your underarms.
G
Am
Boom, boom, boom,
G
Boom, boom, boom,
Am
G
Am
Boom, boom, boom,
A
Am
G
G
Boom, boom, boom,
Am
G
Am
You
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Am
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