Jelly Roll – Do It For Me (Guitar)

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Ha, told 'em

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Waylon and Willie tres, Haha ha, yee-yee

      Em
Got a bad blond bomb shell, man that pussy golden

          Em7
You can't tell me shit about my bitch, pimp I already know it

Em7
She don't smoke, but I be blowin'

            Em
She's still ride like she's my roadie

      Em
So we fuck like we hate each other, then hop out like we're homies

     Em
Hey, grab that girl, what's her name?, Me and my wife like to play

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If you've been around my way, this shit right here's another day

Em
Southern by my drawl, you can hear it when I talk

      Em
Don't give a fuck attitude, we pissin' people off

   Em
My city says I'm on fire, now they say I got the sauce

       Em
And my partner got the soft tonight I'm really goin' off

       Em
I gave scatterbrain the keys, called up Alexander King

          Em
I've been smokin', not to mention I'm unbalanced from the lean, Woo

Em
Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand

            Em7
Ladies love the outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man

Em7
You ain't talkin' money honey, I don't understand

Em
Do it for me baby like you do it for the gram

Em
Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand

Em
Poppin' rubber bands, nothin' less than hundred grand

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Ladies love 'em outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man

Em
Do it for me shorty like you do it for the gram

Em
Ha ha ha,

Em
Ha ha ha ha ha, uh

Em
Call me James 'cause my girl got that giant peach

Em7
Put her on a pedestal, sittin' on the highest peak

Em7
Long legs and tattoos, bunch of pistons, hella fun

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Low eleven short shorts, cropped top and a messy bun

Em
Love Won for the Young Gun, best is yet to come huh

Em7
Late nights and breakfast in bed, eater of yum-yum

Em7
Someone, somewhere prolly trollin' on her Instagram

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Hatin' on her fairy tale, like I really give a damn

Em
Promised land at full speed, got everything we could need

Em7
Fed everyone I could feed, my life is good from good deeds

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One time for the bad boy, with a bad mamasita

          Am             Em
Bottle of tequila be the brains of amnesia

                                Em7
Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand

Em7
Ladies love the outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man

Em7
You ain't talkin' money honey, I don't understand

Am                     Em7
Do it for me baby like you do it for the gram

Em7
Don't you think this outlaw bit has gotten out of hand

Em7
Poppin' rubber bands, nothin' less than hundred grand

Em7
Ladies love 'em outlaws, baby I'm a ladies man

Em7
Do it for me shorty like you do it for the gram