Chorus:
                 Bb
I could have my Gucci on
                 D         Gm
I could wear my Louis Vuitton
               Eb
But even with nothin' on
F                 Bb
 Bet, I made you look (I made you look)

Verse 1:
Bb
 I'll make you double take
Bb
 Soon as I walk away
Bb
 Call up your chiropractor
Bb
 Just in case your neck break
Eb               F                              Bb
 Ooh, tell me whatcha, whatcha, what you gon' do, ooh?
Bb
 'Cause I'm 'bout to make a scene
Bb
 Double up that sunscreen
Bb
 I'm 'bout to turn the heat up
Bb
 Gonna make your glasses steam
Eb               F                              Bb
 Ooh, tell me whatcha, whatcha, what you gon' do, ooh?

Pre-chorus:
              Gm
When I do my walk, walk
                                Bb
I can guarantee your jaw will drop, drop
                                        C
'Cause they don't make a lot of what I got, got
                                  F       Eb
Ladies if you feel me, this your bop, bop   (Bop bop, bop)

Chorus:
                 Bb
I could have my Gucci on (Gucci on)
                 D         Gm
I could wear my Louis Vuitton
               Eb
But even with nothin' on
F                 Bb
 Bet, I made you look (I made you look)
                            Bb
Yeah, I look good in my Versace dress (Take it off)
                        D                Gm
But I'm hotter when my morning hair's a mess
                  Eb
But even with my hoodie on
F                 Bb
 Bet, I made you look, mhmm (I made you look)

Verse 2:
Bb
 And once you get a taste
Bb
 You'll never be the same
Bb
 This ain't that ordinary
       Bb
It's that fourteen karat cake
Eb               F                              Bb
 Ooh, tell me whatcha, whatcha, what you gon' do, ooh?

Pre-chorus:
              Gm
When I do my walk, walk
                                Bb
I can guarantee your jaw will drop, drop
                                        C
'Cause they don't make a lot of what I got, got
                                  F       Eb
Ladies if you feel me, this your bop, bop   (Bop bop, bop)

Chorus:
                 Bb
I could have my Gucci on (Gucci on)
                 D         Gm
I could wear my Louis Vuitton
               Eb
But even with nothin' on
F                 Bb
 Bet, I made you look (Said, I made you look)
                         Bb
Yeah, I look good in my Versace dress (Take it off, baby)
                        D                Gm
But I'm hotter when my morning hair's a mess
                  Eb
But even with my hoodie on
F                 Bb
 Bet, I made you look (Said, I made you look)
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