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Crack A Bottle ukulele

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Eminem
feat.Dr Dre and 50 Cent
Crack A Bottle
Relapse
2009 Shady Records
Submitted by: paramore_fans@yahoo.com

Key: E

Tuning: Standard EADGBe

Chords used:
A -   x02220
G# -  466544
C#m - x46654


Intro:
A     G#
  Ooww Ladies and gentlemen
C#m
  The moment you’ve all 
been waiting for 
A
  In this corner
G#          C#m
  weighing 175 pounds
                A
with a record of 17 rapes
G#     C#m
  400 assaults and 4 murders
    A               G#
the undisputed most diabolic
               C#m(hold)
villain in the world
Slim Shady


Chorus : Eminem
A
  So crack a bottle
G#
let your body waddle
      C#m
Don’t act like a snobby
model you just 
hit the lotto
A
  O-oh o-oh bitches
G#
hopping in my Tahoe
C#m
Got one riding shotgun 
and no not one 
of them got gloves
A
  Now where’s the rubbers?
      G#
Whose got the rubbers?
  C#m
I noticed there’s 
so many of them
and there’s really 
not that many of us
A
  Ladies love us and my
G#
posse’s kicking up
          C#m
dust It’s on till
the break of dawn
and we’re starting
this party from dusk


Post Chorus 1:
(hold)
      Ok let’s go


Verse 1: Eminem
     A
Back when Andre the 
             G#
giant mister elephant tusk
         C#m
Fix your must, you’ll just
be another one bit the dust
         A
Just one up my mothers son 
               G#
who got thrown under the bus
        C#m
Kiss my butt. Lick from 
under cheese from under my nuts
      A
It disgusts me to see the 
         G#
game the way that it looks
      C#m
Its a must I redeem my
name and haters get mushed
        A
Bitches lust. Man they love
          G#
me when I lay in the cut
         C#m
Fist the cut. The lady give
her eighty some paper cut
            A
Now picture us. Its ridiculous
    G#
you curse at the thought
            C#m
Cuz when I spit the verse the shit
gets worse then worcestershire sauce
           A
If I could fit the words as
                G#
picture perfect works every time
      C#m
Every verse, every line
as simple as nursery rhymes
       A
Its elementary. The elephants
     G#
have entered the room
             C#m
I venture to say with the 
center of attention its true
       A
Not to mention back with a 
             G#
vengeance so here’s the signal
       C#m(hold)
Of the bat symbol The platinum
trio’s back on you hoes


(Repeat Chorus)


Post chorus 2:
(hold)
      Ladies and 
gentlemen Dr. Dre


Verse 2:
     A
They see that low rider go
G#
by there,like Oh my!
C#m
You ain’t got to tell me why 
you’re sick cuz I know why
  A
I dip through in that six 
G#
trey like sick em Dre
C#m
I’m an itch that they cant
scratch, they’re sick of me
A
  But hey, what else
      G#
can I say? I love LA
    C#m
Cuz over and above all
its just another day
    A
And this one begins where 
    G#
the last one ends
        C#m
Pick up where we left off 
and get smashed again
        A
I’ll be dammed, just fucked
           G#
around and crashed my Benz
         C#m
Driving around with 
a smashed front end
                   A
Lets cash that one in
Grab another one 
     G#
from out the stable
          C#m
The Monte Carlo El
Camino or the El Dorado
            A
The hell if I know
Do I want leather
G#
seats or vinyl?
    C#m
Decisions, decision
Garage looks like 
precision collision
A
  Or maico beats 
G#
quake like Waco
     C#m(hold)
Just keep the 
bass low speakers
away from your 
face though


(Repeat Chorus)


Post Chorus 3:
(hold)
      And I take
great pleasure
in introducing: 50 Cent


Verse 3:
     A            G#
It’s bottle after bottle
    C#m
The money ain’t a thang 
when you party with me
            A        G#
Its what we into its simple
   C#m
We ball out of control 
like you wouldn’t believe
        A
I’m the napalm the bomb
    G#
the don i’m King Kong
    C#m
Get rolled on wrapped 
up and reigned on
    A
I’m so calm through 
    G#
Vietnam ring the alarm
          C#m
Bring the shaun dawn burn 
marajauan do what you
           A
want Nigga on and on 
G#
till the break of what
        C#m
Get the paper man i’m 
caking you know i
don’t give a fuck
   A
I spend it like 
              G#
it don’t mean nothing
Blow it like its 
   C#m
supposed to be blown
Motherfucker i’m grown
   A
I stunt i style i 
G#
flash the shit
  C#m
I gets what the fuck 
i want so what I trick
    A                 G#
Fat ass burgundy bags classy
           C#m(hold)
shit Jimmy Cho shoes
I say move a bitch move


(Repeat Chorus)

            
            
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