B.o.B – Finesse (Guitar)

Gm
30, you a fool for this one

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I ain't been this fucked up in a while

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Don't know how I made it to the house

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Woke up with two bitches in my house

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Talkin' 'bout they wanna have my child

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Shawty, then the next thing (Finesse, finesse)

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She tried to finesse me (Finesse, finesse)

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Say, say, say she like it rough, she like it wild

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I say who am I to let her down

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Now she running in and out the shower

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At the same time, running out of towels

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Yes, if she can hold a couple thou'

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If I give it to her, she gon' run her mouth

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She tried to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse)

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If I had a son, would you lie for me?

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If I had a Honda, would you ride for me?

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If I ain't make it home, would you cry for me?

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Motherfuckin' liar

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She tried to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)

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Say, say, say she like it rough, she like it wild

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I say who I am to let her down

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The fountain of youth, I think I done found it

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How you say your name? I can't pronounce it

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Fly and a bitch you can go out with

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They probably gon' ask me to buy them outfits

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She know the promoters and all the bouncers

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She's watchin' my money like an accountant

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She said I'm about to make an announcement

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"Bob, I think I deserve an allowance"

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And then the next thing

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I woke up in the west wing

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She say she like it rough, she like it wild

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Ghetto bitch, I think she wet the towels

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Now she runnin' in and out the shower

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At the same time, fuckin' up the couch

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She wanted me to hit it for a hour

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If I give it to her, she gon' run her mouth

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She tried to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse, finesse, finesse)

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If I had a son, would you lie for me?

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If I had a Honda, would you ride for me?

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If I ain't make it home, would you cry for me?

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Motherfuckin' liar

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She tried to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)

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Say, say, say she like it rough, she like it wild

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I say who I am to let her down

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If I had a son, would you lie for me?

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If I had a Honda, would you ride for me?

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If I ain't make it home, would you cry for me?

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Motherfuckin' liar

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She tried to finesse me, finesse me (Finesse, finesse)