Tabbed by: 4strinbass

Tuning: Standard

i.e       Am                     E2                      *           F
      I'm doin' you a favor, like every time I rhyme or write a script or do a movie

      
There's a riff towards the end of the song. Learn it here and play it when it comes up:
E | -8/3~--8--------------- | 
B | --------8/5-5/3-3/5/33- | 
G | ----------------------- | 
D | ----------------------- | 
A | ----------------------- | 
E | ----------------------- | 


Intro
E | ----------------------- | 
B | ---1------------------- | 
G | -------4-2~--2--0h2-/4- | 
D | --2------------2------- |  x2
A | -0----2---------------- | 
E | -----3----------------- | 

Turn on the lights in here, baby
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
Turn on the lights in here, baby
Know what I mean, want you to see everything
Want you to see all of the--

A2                                 Am              G2       F
Hollerin' at this Japanese girl, Asian mommy
                                 E    G
But is it too soon for Japanese girls? Too tsunami?
A2           Am                           G2   F
Is it racist if I say she tastes like edamame?
                          E    G
Was I supposed to stay uncool? Please remind me

Am                E   F
(What the fuck is up?)
                         G2  F
Yeah, it's Cheezy, ho
               E      G
I'm so cheesy, ho, my swag's got high cholesterol
Am                            E          F
I know y'all girls, I met them all
                              G2
You're her ex-man like Cannonball
  F                        E    G
I ain't got shit to say to ya, I'm known for bad behavior
Am
Look at me
E       F                                      G2
Man, I went to the W from Double Tree
F                               E             G
Makin' out with girls who black and yellow like a bumblebee
Am               E         F                                   G2
Can I live up to all this hype they have for me? It's hard to tell
F                   E                 G
But these girls I'm kissin' chase the blues away like Gargamel
Am                    E            F
I'm back in the game, coach put me in
                          G2
T-Pain flow, all I do is win
F                                        E  G
With a glass full of McCallan to mess me up
                                            STOP
And the cash we can throw at them unless we fuck
E
Dopeness
F                        G2  F
After this I hit the highway
                  E        G
I'm headin' west like I'm fuckin' blowin' Kanye

A2                Am                G2   F
Read the fuckin' news, Huey Lewis, nigga
              E G
You can't go HAM, you's a Jewish nigga
A2             Am                                   G2
Donald Glover, you don't have to call me "Childish"
F                             E         G
Except for when I'm flirting with your half-Latino stylist

Am           E           F
Photoshoot, beach house playin' Beach House, free wireless
                     G
So I can post these pictures on my website of her smilin'
Am                       E           F
I kissed this girl I've liked since back when I was just a sophomore
                            G(hold)
But I'm afraid to text her "What the fuck it take so long for?!"
Am                  E      F  
What the fuck has changed? Is it swagger? Is it money?
                                G    
I still dress the fuckin' same and my nose is still as ugly
        Am              E     F
As the day you fuckin' met me
They tellin' me I'm the rapper for these white kids
                    G
'Cause black kids can't possibly like the same shit
Am                 E           F
I wanna bring you back to the studio, try and get your number
                        G                                          Am
These black girls with natural hair who keep up with their tumblrs
                    E      F
I like it when you tweet me, you smell like baby lotion
                   G
I wanna suck your breasts and finger blast to Frank Ocean

(Start Finger Pick)
Am                     F
Her pussy tastes like vanilla, tasty ho
Am                        F
Clown niggas then I kill 'em , Gacy flow
Am                                     F  
It's crazy how these labels and these blogs are on my dick
Am                           F
I'm Pryor in his last years: comedian who's sick

    Am (stop finger picking & play riff)
Fuck, but I am sick, seriously, I don't feel so good
'Cause I don't get sleep, and I'm always travelin'
And I don't go home, and my friends don't call
'Cause I turned off my phone
I've made mistakes, I bumped my head
Inside of this girl, inside of my bed
Whatever, man, I'm just havin' fun
I'm sorry that I fucked her but now you know that she's not the one

Am                     E2                     *            F
I'm doin' you a favor, like every time I rhyme or write a script or do a movie
           G                             Am
There's a million ways to shine, choose one
                        E2      *
Instead of what you're doing tonight
    F                              G
IAMDONALD, coming soon, we've got all of the lights

             Am             E F
Turn on the lights in here, baby
       F                           G
Extra bright, I want y'all to see this
             Am             E F
Turn on the lights in here, baby
                F                           G
Know what I mean, want you to see everything
                            E(hold)
Want you to see all of the--

Outro (Fade)
E | -8/3~--8--------------- | 
B | --------8/5-5/3-3/5/33- | 
G | ----------------------- |  x2
D | ----------------------- | 
A | ----------------------- | 
E | ----------------------- |