F#mA
Niggas still ain't fuckin' with Hollywood Court
BmC#m
'Cause they fuckin' wit' ya boi like the Hollywood dough
F#mA
Everything big, no comin' up short
F#mE
Jack the buzzer beater up, all net, half court
F#mA
The game winning shot, your name sayin', not
BmC#m
That same skinny thot you got, she be in and out
F#mA
She never spit it out either, we call her Poke-mouth
BmC#m
Big mouth bass, start to smash that ass
F#mA
I build a bear before I build a bitch
BmC#m
I take her to the mall and fill her with the sugar dick
F#mA
With the same lips give a nigga sugar whits
BmC#m
Give me brain, so intelligent with plenty sense
F#mA
I took her innocence, yeah she was turnt out
BmC#m
And by the time I gave her back she was burnt out
F#mA
Like the tires on the Huracan, you ain't good Antwan
BmC#m
Or better yet, stay great, we stay puttin' on
[Hook: Adam Levine]
F#m
You're hotter than July (super hot)
A
Super colder than December (so cold)
BmC#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
The dancefloor tells no lies
A
Give them something to remember
BmC#m
You got me dancin'
[Bridge]
F#mABmC#m
Please don't stop movin' your feet
F#mABmC#m
While the music's hot on that ecstacy
F#mABmC#m
We can dance all night, till we both get weak
F#mABmC#m
Come on, come on
[Verse 2: Big Boi]
F#mA
Stayin' fresh that's the gameplan
BmC#m
Out the oven cause we never microwavin'
F#mA
We break it up like the smile of Michael Strahan
BmC#m
And keep shinin' like the glove on Michael J hand
F#mA
I do not play man, sure I'll eat your ass up quick
BmC#m
I'm on that boss rap shit, they on that toss salad
F#mA
Old chick, I sees ya nigga and I delete her
BmC#m
I used to have a bench full of bitches but didn't need 'em
F#mA
But still fill arenas and killin' the coliseum
BmC#m
ATLiens, they on top of ya human beings
F#mA
From the mothership, I'm on some other shit
BmC#m
Lowkey like the blow soul back in '86
F#mA
But we don't sell dope, we pimp ink pens
BmC#m
To provoke the folks and keep 'em thinkin'
F#mA
What is you drinkin', or better yet
BmC#m
Do you really know the meaning of life or are you sleeping
[Hook: Adam Levine]
F#m
You're hotter than July (super hot)
A
Super colder than December (so cold)
BmC#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
The dancefloor tells no lies
A
Give them something to remember
BmC#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
You're hotter than July (super hot)
A
Super colder than December (so cold)
BmC#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
The dancefloor tells no lies
A
Give them something to remember
BmC#m
You got me dancin'
[Bridge]
F#mABmC#m
Please don't stop movin' your feet
F#mABmC#m
While the music's hot on that ecstacy
F#mABmC#m
We can dance all night, till we both get weak
F#mABmC#m
Come on, come on
[Outro]
F#mABmC#mF#m
Morning, we don't stop till the morning
ABmC#mD
We don't stop, keep it going
F#mA
We gonna see it through
BmC#m
And the rest is up to you