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[Intro][G Bb C D] x3C D
[Verse]G Bb C DI'm sick and tired of you're calling me namesG Bb C DI'm sick and tired of your childish gamesG Bb C DI'm sick and tired of your bullshit bratsC DCocaine stupor and anxienty attacks[Verse]G Bb C DPicked up the magazine, I see your faceG Bb C DYou're nothin' boy, a godamm wasteG Bb C DWith the lamest fashion on your backG Bb C DYou're never happy, a hypocondriac[Chorus]G C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chopsG C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chops[Bridge][C - D - C] x4[Verse]G Bb C DYou're a styling queen and an alley catG Bb C DToo many chocolates keep a fat man fatG Bb C DYou're a pain in the ass, and you're on the looseG Bb C DAll I can get from you is your bad additude[Verse]G Bb C DDirty mouth, it's all I can bearG Bb C DGet outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhereG Bb C DAlways wearing that cheap parfumeG Bb C DI can always tell when you're in the room[Chorus]G C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chopsG C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chops[Bridge][C D C] x4[G - Bb - C D] x3
C D
[Chorus]G C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chopsG C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chopsG C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chopsG C Bb GDon't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chops[Outro][C D C] x4G