Hinder — Bad Mutha Fucka

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Hinder - Bad Mutha Fucka


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[Intro]

D G D G
D G D G


[Verse 1]


Alright
    D
I'm laying in bed

With a lit cigarette
      G
Can't say if last night

Was a blonde or brunette
      D
Megan Fox is on the phone

Keeps blowing me up
            G
And there's three shots of whiskey

In my coffee cup


[Chorus]

      D                     G
I'm a bad mutha fucka, heeh

I'm a bad mutha fucka
       D                  G
(I'M A BAD MUTHA FUCKA! Hehehe)


[Verse 2]

      D
I can polish off a bottle

In the blink of an eye
      G
I can drink all night

And not pay a dime
        D
Just as soon kick your ass

As I take a piss
     G
Even fuckin' Chuck Norris

Don't want none of this


[Chorus 2]

      D                     G
I'm a bad mutha fucka, heeh


[Verse 3]

      D
I can pick up any chick

That I meet at the bar
      G
I can even take the one

Right off of your arm
        D
I got a woman at home

And a kid on the way
        G
I got a girl in New York

And four more in L.A.


[Chorus 3]

      D                     G
I'm a bad mutha fucka, heeh
                      D   G
I'm a bad mutha fucka


[Verse 4]

      D
I got hookers by the handfuls

Five at a time
                G
But they're the ones paying me

By the end of the night
      D
Pimps hunt me down

And tryin' get the cash
     G
Then me and Samuel Jackson

Bust a cap in their ass


[Chorus 4]

      D                     G
We're bad mutha fuckas heeh
                      D   G
Bad mutha fucka come on


[Verse 5]

      D
Write bad checks

To the I.R.S.
      G
I'm a master at passing

Sobriety test
       D
I sell dope to the Hot Topic

Kids at the mall
         G
I'm like O.J. baby

I get away with it all


[Chorus 5]

      D
It wasn't me
                       G
I'm a bad mutha fucka
                                   D   G
And he's in jail mutha fucka, come on


[Verse 6]

      D
I got a room in my house

For my ten foot bong
           G
I'm pretty sure George Thorogood

Even wrote me a song
      D
I'm a bad, bad, bad
       G
To the bone, mutha fucka
           D
Bad to the bone
                                   G
There's only one motherfucker that may be badder than me
                                D
And that would be Rob Corddry
        G
Ok just before I sing this

I want you to know that

I was raised Catholic
    D                        G
But! I'm a virgin altar boy
      D
I get stoned on Sunday

Take my grandma to church
         G
I picked up all the girls

In the catholic skirts
       D
I tell them that I got

A big van full of toys
         G
Hell it's better than the preacher

Jerking off little boys


[Chorus 5]

      D
He's worse than a bad mutha fucka
      G
I'm a bad mutha fucka

He's a bad bad man
D
Just saying
           G
I wouldn't know what you'd call that
                    D
Burning in hell?


Oh shit!
   G
My dads and parents are gonna be so proud of me		
    

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