Bad Mutha Fucka

Hinder

Ce chant est à 4 accords magiques! Il est montré ici dans la transposition originale: en le jouant avec des capo ou en le transposant, vous pouvez le ramener à Am, F, C, G.

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Hinder - Bad Mutha Fucka Tabbed by: http://www.andreasvockrodt.de [Intro] [Verse 1] Alright I’m laying in bed With a lit cigarette Can’t say if last night Was a blonde or brunette Megan Fox is on the phone Keeps blowing me up And there’s three shots of whiskey In my coffee cup [Chorus] I’m a bad mutha fucka heeh I’m a bad mutha fucka (I’M A BAD MUTHA FUCKA! Hehehe) [Verse 2]                    I can polish off a bottle In the blink of an eye I can drink all night And not pay a dime Just as soon kick your ass As I take a piss Even fuckin’ Chuck Norris Don’t want none of this [Chorus 2]                   I’m a bad mutha fucka heeh [Verse 3] I can pick up any chick That I meet at the bar I can even take the one Right off of your arm I got a woman at home And a kid on the way I got a girl in New York And four more in L.A.        [Chorus 3] I’m a bad mutha fucka heeh I’m a bad mutha fucka      [Verse 4]                    I got hookers by the handfuls Five at a time But they’re the ones paying me By the end of the night Pimps hunt me down And tryin’ get the cash Then me and Samuel Jackson Bust a cap in their ass [Chorus 4]                   We’re bad mutha fuckas heeh Bad mutha fucka come on    [Verse 5] Write bad checks To the I.R.S. I’m a master at passing Sobriety test I sell dope to the Hot Topic Kids at the mall I’m like O.J. baby I get away with it all [Chorus 5] It wasn’t me I’m a bad mutha fucka   And he’s in jail mutha fucka come on   [Verse 6]                    I got a room in my house For my ten foot bong I’m pretty sure George Thorogood Even wrote me a song I’m a bad bad bad To the bone mutha fucka Bad to the bone There’s only one motherfucker that may be badder than me And that would be Rob Corddry    Ok just before I sing this I want you to know that I was raised Catholic But! I’m a virgin altar boy   I get stoned on Sunday Take my grandma to church I picked up all the girls In the catholic skirts I tell them that I got A big van full of toys Hell it’s better than the preacher Jerking off little boys      [Chorus 5] He’s worse than a bad mutha fucka I’m a bad mutha fucka He’s a bad bad man Just saying I wouldn’t know what you’d call that Burning in hell?     Oh shit! My dads and parents are gonna be so proud of me

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