Yo, Brotha A to z,
Yo, wussup B,
Yo, What time is it?
Ha-ha, It's laundry day!

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(do do do... do do do...do do do...do do do...do do do...)
Bbm7
Well let the geek in the pink take a stab at it
F#
If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby wink at it
Ebm7                                                  C#9
I may be skinny at times but I'm fat fulla rhymes
                     G#
Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it
      Bbm7
Well isn't it delicious crazy way that I'm kissin'
          F#
This baby listen to this don't wanna miss it while it's hittin'
Ebm7
Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in
C#9                                 G#
But don't ever quit cause soon I'm gonna let you in but see
Bbm7                        F#
I don't care what you might think about me
       Ebm7                     Bmaj7/C       F
You'll get by without me if you want
                    Bbm7
Well,I could be the one to take you home
              F#
Baby we could rock the night alone
            Ebm7
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down
                   C#9                     G#
But sugar don't forgetin' what you already know
                    Bbm7
That I could be the one to turn you out
                F#
We could be the talk across the town
                      Ebm7
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
          C#9                      G#
You might regret what you let slip away

                      Bbm7             F#         Ebm7       C#9        G#
like the geek in the pink (do do do... do do do...do do do...do do do...do do do...)

          Bbm7
Well my relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody
              F#
But Cupid's automatic musta fired multiple shots at her
Ebm7
Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter
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At least I talk about it keep a pattern of flattery and
Bbm7
She was starin' through the doorframe,and
F#
Eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend
Ebm7
Well she can get her toys outta the drawer then
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Cause I ain't comin' home I don't need that attention, see

Bbm7                        F#
I don't care what she might think about me
          Ebm7                  Bmaj7/C        F
She'll get by without me if she want
                     Bbm7
well, I could be the one to take her home
              F#
Baby we could rock the night alone
            Ebm7
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down
                    C#9               G#
But sugar don't forgetin' what you already know
                    Bbm7
that I could be the one to turn you out
                F#
We could be the talk across the town
                      Ebm7
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
            C#9                    G#
You might regret what you let slip away

F#                  Bbm7
Hey baby look at me go
             F
From zero to hero
                          Bbm7
You better take it from a geek like me
           F#                       Bbm7
Well I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums
                        Bmaj7/C    F                 (F F F F)
Who wouldn't care if you com....plete them or not

             Bbm7
So what I've got a short attention span

A coke in my hand
            F#
Because I'd rather have the afternoon, relax and understand
Ebm7                                                              C#9
My hip hop and flip-flops well it don't stop with the light rock
                         G#
A shot to mock you kinda puts me in the tight spot
Bbm7
The hype is nothing more than hoo-ha so I'm
  F#
Developing a language and I'm callin' it my own
Ebm7
So take a peek into the speaker and you'll see what I mean
C#9                        G#
That on the other side the grass is greener

Bbm7                        F#
I don't care what you might think about me
         Ebm7                   Bmaj7/C     F
You'll get by without me if you want
               Bbm7
I could be the one to take you home
               F#
Baby we could rock the night alone
             Ebm7
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down
                   C#9                 G#
But sugar don't forgetin' what you already know
               Bbm7
I could be the one to turn you out
                F#
We could be the talk across the town
                      Ebm7
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
           C#9                    G#
You might regret what you let slip away
                     Bbm7             F#         Ebm7       C#9        G#
like the geek in the pink (do do do...do do do...do do do...do do do...do do do...)