Verse 1: Bsus4 Bm7 When you walk in the bar, Dm Fm6 And you dressed like a star, C Bm G Rockin' your F me pumps. Bsus4 Bm7 And the men notice you, Dm Fm6 With your Gucci bag crew, C Bm G Can't tell who he's lookin' to. Bsus4 Bm7 'Cuz you all look the same, Dm Fm6 Every-one knows your name, C And that's you, Bm G Whole claim to fame. Bsus4 Bm7 Ne-ver miss a night, Dm Fm6 'Cuz your dream in life, C Bm G Is to be a foot-ballers wife.
Am You don't like players, D That's what you say-a, G But you really, Wouldn't mind, C A million-aire. Am You don't like ballers, They don't do, D Nothing for ya, G But you'd love a rich man, C Six foot two or taller. Verse 2: Bsus4 Bm7 You're more than a fan, Dm Fm6 Look-in' for a man, C But you end up, Bm G With one-nights-stands. Bsus4 Bm7 He could be your whole life, Dm Fm6 If you got past one night, C Bm G But that part never goes right. Bsus4 Bm7 In the morning you're vexed, Dm Fm6 He's onto the next, C And you didn't even, Bm G Get no taste. Bsus4 Bm7 Don't be too up-set, Dm Fm6 If they call you a skank, C 'Cuz like the news, Bm G Every-day you get pressed.
Am You don't like players, D That's what you say-a, G But you really, Wouldn't mind, C A million-aire. Am You don't like ballers, They don't do, D Nothing for ya, G But you'd love a rich man, C Six foot two or taller. Verse 3: Bsus4 Bm7 You can't sit down right, Dm Fm6 'Cuz you jeans are too tight, C Bm G And your lucky its ladies night. Bsus4 Bm7 With your big empty purse, Dm Fm6 Every week it gets worse, C At least your breasts, Bm G Cost more than hers. Bsus4 Bm7 So you did Mia-mi, Dm Fm6 'Cuz you got there for free, C But somehow you, Bm G Missed the plane. Bsus4 Bm7 You did too much E, Dm Fm6 Met somebo-dy, C And spent the night, Bm G Getting caned.
Am Without girls like you, D There'd be no fun, G We'd go to the club, C And not see any-one.
Am Without girls like you, D There's no night-life, G All those men just, C Go home to their wives. Verse 4: Bsus4 Bm7 Don't be mad at me, Dm Fm6 'Cuz you're pushing thirty, C And your old tricks, Bm G No longer work. Bsus4 You should have known, Bm7 From the job, Dm Fm6 That you always get dumped, C So dust off your, Bm G Fuck me pumps. CHORD DIAGRAMS: --------------- Bsus4 Bm7 Dm Fm6 C EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x24452 x24232 xx0231 1x0110 032010 Bm G Am D EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE x24432 320003 x02210 xx0232