Accoutrements

Boy need some paper? A pencil?
Shuck the oysters get the little mignette
Get the mignonette fil-ee, filet mignon
Ain't that a bitch? Uh, f*ck,  yo

Tilt the goblet
Steerin’ in the middle of the cockpit
Spanish bitch displayed up with some ostɾich
Quinceañera freak dancin'
Grand [Bm]Hills laced up with the X, Helly Hansen
Foggy night, hustle 'til the sun up
Stumble in synonymous f*ck around
Found your leg by the Gowanus bridge
Over do it, send your penis to [C7]your mama crib
That’s what happens when you
Open your vagina lips
Only focused on [C7]the mergers and [Bm]acquisitions
Commas on [C7]the counts, ɾobbin' 'em [A]like [F]Yount
Well you [A7don't want no problems
I got [Fm7]the opera lungs
Andrea Bocelli hit the telly, lift my [A]belly
Carve up the boneless stakers
Baby, there's no mistakin'
My life is extɾa credit, soρhisticated palate
Sweet, sour, salty, spicy, and [Bm]umami
We eatin' oysters off of diamonds in Hawaii
With three that play ball [Em]for [Dm7]the Liberty
Finish my [A]second joint
I'm lightin’ up the tɾilogy
Like E honda when he fuckin’ up the Lexus
Luger arms, baby it's
All about accoutɾements, yeah

Money, chap, I lost my [A]everything
Got nothing left so I pity
I am, everybody’s nobody all [Em]night long

Holy shit you [A7guys did a beautiful job
May I ask if we could have another number?
It seems like [F]something that should be [Am]played
You guys good? 5-4-3
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