Mic Jack

F#m                           
Niggas still ain't fuckin' with 
             A
Hollywood Court
Bm                                
'Cause they fuckin' wit' ya boi 
                  C#m
like the Hollywood dough
F#m                           A
Everything big, no comin' up short
F#m                             E
Jack the buzzer beater up, all net, 
half court
F#m                            
The game winning shot, your name 
           A
sayin', not
Bm                                
That same skinny thot you got, she
            C#m
 be in and out
F#m                            
She never spit it out either, we 
            A
call her Poke-mouth
Bm                                
Big mouth bass, start to smash 
   C#m
that ass
F#m                           
I build a bear before I build a 
  A
bitch
Bm                                
I take her to the mall and fill 
            C#m
her with the sugar dick
F#m                           
With the same lips give a nigga 
    A
sugar whits
Bm                                
Give me brain, so intelligent with
  C#m
 plenty sense
F#m                               
I took her innocence, yeah she was
  A
 turnt out
Bm                                
And by the time I gave her back 
       C#m
she was burnt out
F#m                               
Like the tires on the Huracan, you
              A
 ain't good Antwan
Bm                                
Or better yet, stay great, we stay
   C#m
 puttin' on

[Hook: Adam Levine]
F#m
You're hotter than July (super hot)
A
Super colder than December (so cold)
Bm               C#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
The dancefloor tells no lies
A
Give them something to remember
Bm                 C#m
You got me dancin'

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[Bridge]
F#m           A    Bm           C#m
Please don't stop movin' your feet
F#m           A    Bm     
While the music's hot on that 
      C#m
ecstacy
F#m           A    Bm           
We can dance all night, till we both
C#m
 get weak
F#m           A    Bm  C#m
Come on, come on

[Verse 2: Big Boi]
F#m                           A
Stayin' fresh that's the gameplan
Bm                        
Out the oven cause we never 
       C#m
microwavin'
F#m                            
We break it up like the smile of 
     A
Michael Strahan
Bm                                
And keep shinin' like the glove on
   C#m
 Michael J hand
F#m                            
I do not play man, sure I'll eat 
                A
your ass up quick
Bm                                
I'm on that boss rap shit, they on
         C#m
 that toss salad
F#m                            
Old chick, I sees ya nigga and I 
    A
delete her
Bm                           
I used to have a bench full of 
                C#m
bitches but didn't need 'em
F#m                          A
But still fill arenas and killin' 
the coliseum
Bm                           C#m
ATLiens, they on top of ya human 
beings
F#m                            
From the mothership, I'm on some 
   A
other shit
Bm                              
Lowkey like the blow soul back in 
   C#m
'86
F#m                               
But we don't sell dope, we pimp 
   A
ink pens
Bm                              
To provoke the folks and keep 'em 
   C#m
thinkin'
F#m                       A
What is you drinkin', or better yet
Bm                                
Do you really know the meaning of 
                  C#m
life or are you sleeping

[Hook: Adam Levine]
F#m
You're hotter than July (super hot)
A
Super colder than December (so cold)
Bm               C#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
The dancefloor tells no lies
A
Give them something to remember
Bm                 C#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
You're hotter than July (super hot)
A
Super colder than December (so cold)
Bm               C#m
You got me dancin'
F#m
The dancefloor tells no lies
A
Give them something to remember
Bm                 C#m
You got me dancin'

[Bridge]
F#m           A    Bm           C#m
Please don't stop movin' your feet
F#m           A    Bm     
While the music's hot on that 
      C#m
ecstacy
F#m           A    Bm           
We can dance all night, till we both
C#m
 get weak
F#m           A    Bm  C#m
Come on, come on

[Otro]
F#m       A        Bm   C#m     
Morning, we don't stop till the 
  F#m
morning
 A          Bm   C#m       D
We don't stop, keep it going
F#m                 A
We gonna see it through
Bm                     C#m
And the rest is up to you