Sleazy (Originally Released on "Download to Donate: Tsunami Relief", 2011) Lyrics & Tabs by Ben Folds
Sleazy (Originally Released on "Download to Donate: Tsunami Relief", 2011)
guitar chords lyrics
I don't need you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds.
Lookin' like diamonds.
(Get sleazy, get sleazy,
get sleazy, get sleazy)
I'mma get
Get
I don't need you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't love lookin' like diamonds.
Lookin' like diamonds.
I don't you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds.
I don't you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds.
lookin' like diamonds.
You can't imagine the imensity of the fuck I'm not givin'
about your money and man servant and the mansion you live in.
And I don't wanna go places where all my ladies can't get in.
Grab a bottle, some boys,
let's take it back to my basement and get
sleazy.
Sick of all your lines, so cheesy.
Sorry daddy, but I'm not that easy.
I'm not gonna sit while you circle jerk it and work it,
I'mma take it back to where my man and my girls is.
(Get sleazy, get sleazy
get sleazy, get sleazy)
I'mma get
(Get sleazy, get sleazy,
get sleazy, get sleazy)
I'mma get
(Get sleazy, get sleazy,
get sleazy, get sleazy)
I'mma get
(Get sleazy, get sleazy
get sleazy, get sleazy)
And I don't you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds.
Lookin' like diamonds.
I don't need you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds.
Lookin' like diamonds.
A rat-tat-tat-tat on your dum dum drum.
The beats so fat, gonna make me come
um, um, um, um,
over to your place.
Ah, ah ah ah.
Rat-tat-tat-tat on your dum dum drum.
The beats so fat, gonna make me come
um, um, um, um,
over to place.
Ah, ah ah ah.
I don't mean to critique on your seduction technique,
but it's really not impressin' me, it's kinda' weak.
That you really think you're gonna get my rocks off,
get my top and socks off,
showin' me the dollars in your drop box.
Me and my friends, we don't buy bottles,
we bring 'em!
We take the drinks from your tables when you get up and leave 'em.
I don't care if you stare, and you call us scummy.
'Cause we ain't after your affection,
and sure as hell not your money.
I don't need you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds.
Lookin' like diamonds.
I don't need you and your brand new Benz,
or your bougie friends.
I don't need love lookin' like diamonds.
Lookin' like diamonds.
