The Essence - Remix (Main) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[C]Aiyyo God, yo meet me at the Denice Williams
concert tonight man
E'rybody there, Stacy Lattisaw, Teena Marie,
e'rybody man
Yeah yeah no doubt
I'ma bring one of my [D]bad
dest stallions man
[C]You do the same aight?
You know how we play baby, listen
I'm at [D]a car wash right now
But I'ma hit you as soon as
I'm right over there
Right in front right? [C](yeah) Okay,
aight gotchu

[Verse 2]
Son who [C]laced you with the ill haircut?
[Bm]Lenny, he blessed me with the [Am]sharp blade,
that nigga's [C]paid
He make a pretty [Am]penny
Fo'sho, you [C]hurt 'em with the new
Prada's (true)
[Bm]Check mines they royal [C]blue
[Am]My shits is ba[C]by b[Am]lue
They powder [C]blue (yo' shits is hotter)
You hotter with them frames on
Nigga you James Bond,
and you stay [Am]low
Why'know my style [C]babe bro
[Am](yeah, make [C]dough)
Manicure, facial, face [Bm]glow
Fuck it if you [C]say so; I keep you P.I.!
[Am]That's how we brea[C]k hoes[Am]
[C]We throwin' ivory dic[Bm]e
across the concrete
And [Am]of course that don't [C]make him your
[Am]man be[C]cause y'all [Am]palm weed
We had [C]boxed bumpin' La- Di-
Da- [Bm]Di (word?)
Shotties was blastin',
[C]pellets [Am]jumpin' into everybody
They never got me
[Bm]Was cool[C] with all the park shooters,
[Bm]sparkin' bazookas
[C]Sharpen your tut[Am]ors,
[C]cause we don't par[Am]don the[C] sno[Am]ozers
Yo son I [C]wouldn't change
my life for nuttin'
[Bm]And that ain't like you for fron[C]tin'
Who's the nicest? (Nuff talkin', light
somethin')

[Verse 3]
[Chorus: ] [C]Yo
we hard hit,
just [Bm]like Comacho and Vargas
[C]Who's the target? Now watch
how we close the market
We [Am]both [C]hard hit,
just like [Bm]Hagler and [C]Hearns
Add the math, be concerned,
if it's beef you burn
Yo it's sorta like,
Poitier and Bill [Bm]Cosby
[C]'Let's [Am]Do It[C] Again,' a beautiful blend,
let's do [Am]it to w[D]in
My nigga - my nigga - my niggaz
- my niggaz
[C]My niggaz - my niggaz - uhh..

[Verse 4]
What's [C]today's mathematics?
We had it, we [Bm]let 'em hold it,
we shoulda [Am]sold it
We back it, we could grabbed it
But [C]fuck it, just let 'em
have [Bm]it
Humduallah
Allah you akbar
[D]God is [C]the greatest
Planet Mars, we carvin' the faces
You couldn't catch us in a
[Bm]car without the bangers
Be[Am]lieve, I touched a couple of
movie stars and entertainers
[C]Indeed, one in particular,
almost star[Bm]ted to [C]name her (ha ha)
I was there [Am]when you first pushed
up and started to [C]game her
Been a long journey,
certain [Bm]shit just don't concern me
[C]They [Am]ain't hurtin' shit; we flip,
they hire attorneys
Yo I'ma [C]stay custom,
'til I'm [Bm]old grey and rustin'
Re[Am]miniscin' the number of chickens
that claim we [C]fucked 'em
Bet some badda hoes than them other
funky rappers chose
I'm tryin' to [Am]wife a chick,
light [C]a spliff (okay)
This might be like another [Am]part
to [C]"Life's a Bitch"
Write ya lips,
who's nice as this? We righteousness
No [Am]mic assists, it's murdero[C]us - granted
the right [Bm]to f[C]lip

[Verse 5]
[C][Chorus: Repeat [Bm]2X][C]

[Verse 6]
[Am]Like, [C]Spi[Am]nks[D][C]
[Bm]and[C][C]
Hearns..
[C]Sorta.. Poitier and Bill Cosby
'Let's Do [Am]it[D]
[C]Again,' nigga..

[Outro 1]
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