Cifra da música: C'mon Let Me Ride - Skylar Grey

Tom: F (com acordes na forma de D)

    D
If you got a sweet tooth,
You can taste my watermelons
If the swing set bores you
I can show you all my talents
I can wear a tail, like all the b-tches can't
You can have all this, boy!
And there's only one thing that I want from you

     D                     G
Come on, let me rock your bicycle
         Em                 A
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle
      D                   G
We can get a little more physical
       Em                 A
Baby, after all, it's only natural
          D               G
Yeah, come in, come in, come in
  Em              A
Run in, run in, run in
       D                     G
Come on, let me rock your bicycle
      Em                  A
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle

    D
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike

     D
If the world starts freezing, I can make it hot and humid
If you get a bee-sting, I can suck out all the poison
I can make you last, like all the b-tches can't
Have I made it clear, boy?
There's only one thing that I want from you

    D                       G
Come on, let me rock your bicycle
       Em                    A
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle
      D                      G
We can get a little more physical
        Em               A
Baby, after all, it's only natural
       D                     G
Yeah, come in, come in, come in
   Em              A
Run in, run in, run in
   D                         G
Come on, let me rock your bicycle
        Em                 A
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle
      D
I'm always f-cking with you
F|-ck you for thinking it's true
I'm not like the things in this town
They make me blew in my mouth
      D
I wanna ride on your bike
Cause you're the boy that I like
It's like I oughta sell out for you
But your bikes are shiny and new

       D
She's distracted, by my reflectors, man, I can tell the chick is attracted
My wheels spoke to her, my swing is a chick magnet
Bagging up chicks like a bag of chips
With a bag of prophylactics as big as Mick Jagger lips
Shagging's not something I'm a pro at, but I ain't practicing sh-t
Allen, Iverson has safe sex, condoms are for practice, man, I skip practice
Flip backwards while I flip this bike on it's banana seat
My fantasy is to have you f-ck with a cast tennis
Got this b-tch gagging, they call me the broad killer
I'm the cousin of Godzilla
Cause I spit fire and my dick is draggin'
Zig zaggin' up the avenue, pulling these chicks in my antagonist
Waggin', screamin'

     D                     G
Come on, let me rock your bicycle
          Em                  A
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle
         D                G
We can get a little more physical
      Em                 A
Baby, after all, it's only natural
       D                   G
Yeah, come in, come in, come in
    Em            A
Run in, run in, run in
      D                       G
Come on, let me rock your bicycle
     Em                        A
It's so fantastical, I'm your bicycle
   D
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike