DJ Khaled ft. Drake - POPSTAR - accordi, testo e video

Il testo

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Drake]
Bitches
We The Best Music
Another one (Yeah)
DJ Khaled

[Chorus: Drake]
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk, ayy
Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk, ayy
Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy
2020, I came to fuck it up, yeah
I want a long life, a legendary one (Yeah)
I want a quick death (Yeah), and an easy one (Yeah)
I want a pretty girl (Yeah), and an honest one (Yeah)
I want this drink (Yeah), and another one, yeah
And I'm troublesome, yeah
I'm a popstar, but this shit ain't bubblegum, yeah
You would probably think my manager is Scooter Braun, yeah
But my manager with twenty hoes in Buddakan, yeah, ayy
Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
It can take as many charges as it needs to, my girl
That shit platinum just like all of my releases, my girl
Niggas come for me, I tear them all to pieces, my girl
I'ma show your sexy ass what relief is, my girl
Please don't take no shit that's 'bout to have you geekin'
And I'm not drivin' nothin' that I gotta stick the keys in
Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the

[Chorus: Drake]
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

[Verse 2: Drake]
I'm a popstar, not a doctor, watch her
Say she rep a whole different block, so I blocked her
Busy at the crib, cookin' salmon with the lobster
If we talkin' joints, it's just me and David Foster
Bodyguards don't look like Kevin Costner, you tweakin'
Just pulled up to Whitney Houston, Texas for the evenin'
They tell the same story so much, they start to believe it
The ones that start like, "Drizzy's shit was cool, but we even"
Man, how the fuck?
Two, four, six, eight watches, factory, so they appreciate
Crown in my hand and I'm really playin' keep-away
Shit don't even usually get this big without a Bieber face
Naw, naw, piece of cake, naw, naw, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah
Go and get your friends, we can sneak away, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith
Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the

[Chorus: Drake]
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor




 accordi 
 Cm Fm 
 . 
 Bitches
         Fm       Cm Fm
 We The Best Music
 Fm                 Cm
 Another one (Yeah)
 Fm
 DJ Khaled
 

 [CHORUS]
  Cm                         Fm                     Cm
 Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
                        Fm                      Cm
 From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
   Cm                Fm                       Cm
 Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
           Fm
 I'm a popstar, not a doctor

 Cm                          Fm                     Cm
 Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
   Cm                      Fm                 Cm
 From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
  Cm                   Fm                  Cm
 Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
           Fm
 I'm a popstar, not a doctor
 
 [VERSE]
    Cm          Fm                            Cm
 Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk, ayy
        Fm                               Cm
 Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk, ayy
         Fm                          Cm
 Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy
   Fm                      Cm
 2020, I came to fuck it up, yeah

 Cm         Fm                 Cm
 I want a long life, a legendary one (Yeah)
             Fm                        Cm
 I want a quick death (Yeah), and an easy one (Yeah)
              Fm                         Cm
 I want a pretty girl (Yeah), and an honest one (Yeah)
         Fm                         Cm
 I want this drink (Yeah), and another one, yeah

   Cm           Fm
 And I'm troublesome, yeah
          Cm                             Fm
 I'm a popstar, but this shit ain't bubblegum, yeah
              Cm                           Fm
 You would probably think my manager is Scooter Braun, yeah
           Cm                          Fm
 But my manager with twenty hoes in Buddakan, yeah, ayy

 Cm        Fm               Cm
 Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa
         Fm                           Cm
 It can take as many charges as it needs to, my girl
            Fm                               Cm
 That shit platinum just like all of my releases, my girl
          Fm                                Cm
 Niggas come for me, I tear them all to pieces, my girl

   Cm              Fm               Cm
 I'ma show your sexy ass what relief is, my girl
                 Fm                                  Cm
 Please don't take no shit that's 'bout to have you geekin'
                      Fm                               Cm
 And I'm not drivin' nothin' that I gotta stick the keys in
               Fm
 Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the


 [CHORUS]
   Cm                       Fm
 Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
   Cm                     Fm                    Cm
 From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
 Cm                Fm                          Cm
 Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
           Fm
 I'm a popstar, not a doctor

 Cm                         Fm                    Cm
 Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
   Cm                     Fm                 Cm
 From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
 Cm                Fm                          Cm
 Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
          Fm
 I'm a popstar, not a doctor
 
 [VERSE]
 Cm        Fm                   Cm
 I'm a popstar, not a doctor, watch her
                 Fm                              Cm
 Say she rep a whole different block, so I blocked her
               Fm                             Cm
 Busy at the crib, cookin' salmon with the lobster
                 Fm                                Cm
 If we talkin' joints, it's just me and David Foster

  Cm                Fm                             Cm
 Bodyguards don't look like Kevin Costner, you tweakin'
                      Fm                             Cm
 Just pulled up to Whitney Houston, Texas for the evenin'
                       Fm                             Cm
 They tell the same story so much, they start to believe it
                       Fm                                     Cm
 The ones that start like, "Drizzy's shit was cool, but we even"

 Cm     Fm
 Man, how the fuck?
   Cm                     Fm                           Cm
 Two, four, six, eight watches, factory, so they appreciate
              Fm                           Cm
 Crown in my hand and I'm really playin' keep-away
                    Fm                             Cm
 Shit don't even usually get this big without a Bieber face
            Fm                         Cm
 Naw, naw, piece of cake, naw, naw, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah
  Fm                                Cm
 Go and get your friends, we can sneak away, yeah, yeah
   Fm                     Cm
 Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith
              Fm
 Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the

 [CHORUS]
   Cm                       Fm
 Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
   Cm                     Fm                    Cm
 From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
 Cm                Fm                          Cm
 Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
           Fm
 I'm a popstar, not a doctor

 Cm                         Fm                    Cm
 Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop
   Cm                     Fm                 Cm
 From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
 Cm                Fm                          Cm
 Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
          Fm
 I'm a popstar, not a doctor