Hollywood Undead – Up In Smoke (Guitar Intro)
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[Intro]
Dm So, everybody, get down, just got out of rehab Gm I'm so high Dm Gm And I'm so high
[Chorus]
Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
[Verse 1]
Dm Oh shit, damn, had a couple too many Gm Didn't have shit planned, mixing vodka with Henny Dm Now I can't sit down 'cause I'm already spinning Gm Acting like I'm rich, man, spending every penny Dm So, everybody, get down like you just got out of rehab Gm Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads Dm 'Cause I'm so high, I can't feel my face Gm 'Cause me and weed go together like Diddy and Mase
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm Gm So, everybody, get down like you just got out of rehab Dm Gm And, everybody, get down like you just got out of rehab
[Chorus]
Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
[Verse 2]
Dm I fuck with a six-pack, bong, or a zig-zag Gm Shit, don't puke, here, choke on a Tic-Tac Dm I walked a line, but my eyes are crooked Gm A couple more drinks, bitch, now you're good-looking Dm Motherfucking real Hollywood, not some B-list actor Gm I'm faded as fuck, watch me moonwalk backwards Dm It's a house party, Los Angeles Gm So fuck the 5-0, my middle fingers are up.
[Pre-Chorus]
Dm Gm So, everybody, get down like you just got out of rehab Dm Gm And, everybody, get down like you just got out of rehab
[Chorus]
Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
[Verse 3]
Dm Blowing and banging every day in the low-low Gm I roll slow 'cause I'm allergic to popo Dm I smoke the douj when I chill with the Cholos Gm And y'all smoke pole 'cause you're chilling with homos Dm I sip Patrón, and I chase it with SoCo Gm Pants so low, got my balls in a choke-hold Dm Bitches getting naked, and they're posing for photos Gm And hopping on my dick like my shit is a pogo
[Bridge]
C So, everybody, get down like you just got out of rehab G Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads D 'Cause I'm so high, I can't feel my face G 'Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-Dog C So, everybody, get down like you just got out of rehab G Let's get fucked up, put on your helmet and knee-pads D 'Cause I'm so high, I can't feel my face G 'Cause me and weed go together like Charlie and J-Dog
[Chorus]
Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, the bottle's low, and I can't feel my face no more Dm D Oh no, we up in smoke, and I can't feel my face no more
[Outro]
Dm Gm Oh no, I'm so high Dm Gm Oh no, I'm so high Dm Gm Oh no, I'm so high Dm Gm Eb Oh no, I'm so high