testo e accordi per chitarra Ebm Yeah Ebm Yeah-yeah, yeah Ebm Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Ebm Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm Ebm Yup, in my white tee Ebm Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Ebm Uh, they gon' wipe you, before you wipe me Ebm On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (Yeah) Ebm Cacti's, not no iced tea (Ah) Ebm Uh, got 'em bamboozled like I'm Spike Lee (Ah) Ebm Uh, you need more than Google just to find me (Ah) Ebm Uh, I just call her "bae" to get her hyphy (Ah, ooh) Ebm Incredible, i-i-i-in general Ebm I just start the label just to sign me (Woo, woo, woo) Ebm Uh, me and CHASE connected like we Siamese (Woo, woo, woo, ooh, ooh) Ebm We've been on the run, feel like a crime spree, talk to me nicely (Yeah) Ebm (I seen his face, seen it) Yup, on his white tee, uh (Let's go) Ebm Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people (Call 'em, hol' on, brrt) Ebm Private flight to France, tryna sight-see (On private flights, brrat) Ebm Popped 'em in his hands, he was typin' (Da, da, da) Ebm Caterpillar 'Rari, I fold it, lift it up (Up) Ebm I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup (Ayy) Ebm Ran up twenty million, told the Devil, "Keep the luck" (Luck) Ebm Keep that, keep that ho (Uh-uh) Ebm RIP Pop, keep the smoke (Ayy, slatt) Ebm Talk to me nicely (Talk to me nicely) Ebm Keep her on the chain, that ain't like me (That ain't like me) Ebm Scotts with no strings, you can't tie me (Scotts with the, hol' on, bitch) Ebm I'm higher than the plane, I'm where the Skypes be (Doo, doo, doo, doo, hee) Ebm Yeah, yep, in my slime tee (Doo, doo, doo, hee) Ebm Princey in his prime, yee (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee) Ebm Yellowbone too feisty, yee (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee) Ebm Clean him up, no napkin, yee (Doo) Ebm Yup, in my white tee (Yeah) Ebm Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please (It's lit) Ebm Uh, they gon' wipe you, before you wipe me (Phew) Ebm On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (Ooh, yeah) Ebm 'Scuse me, zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi, don't be missin', man Ebm Mississippi, dip a sippy, make 'em happy, make 'em copy Ebm Make 'em get me Chippi Chippi (Yeah), there's a lot I'm gon' spend Ebm Tell me when, I beam you to pull up, you gon' shootout while I spin Ebm Trippin' like I'm trigger happy; saltfish, ackee, ackee Ebm Golf buggy: Kawasaki; catch a fish: Sushi, maki, livin' life Ebm London city, left the town (Ah) Ebm Thug and Travis be the fam, yup, yeah, you know that (Slatt) Ebm And when they free us out, it's gonna be a film, a Kodak (Yeah) Ebm Shoot me pourin' right above the rim like Pollack Ebm I've been rippin' and runnin', not slippin' or slidin', athletic tendencies Ebm I've been up since, cheffin' it, whippin' it to the base rock, Ebm I provide the remedy (Let's go) Ebm When we open gates up at Utopia (It's lit), it's like Zootopia Ebm You see the crosses over ya (Yeah), that's how you know it's us Ebm At A.M. I'm phonin' ya', not for no shoulder rub Ebm Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up, the way they fold and tuck Ebm Yup, in my white tee (Yeah) Ebm Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please Ebm Yeah, they gon' wipe you, before you wipe me Ebm Yeah, on boxes of checks, not my... Ebm Checks, not my... Ebm I-I be where the fuck the light be Ebm Bangers in the system, it's... Ebm Bangers in the system, it's... Ebm Ancient Anunnaki Ebm Bangers in the system, it's that... Ebm Bangers in the system, it's that... Ebm M.I.A.!
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testo e accordi per chitarra
Ebm
Yeah
Ebm
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Ebm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Ebm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Ebm
Yup, in my white tee
Ebm
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Ebm
Uh, they gon' wipe you, before you wipe me
Ebm
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (Yeah)
Ebm
Cacti's, not no iced tea (Ah)
Ebm
Uh, got 'em bamboozled like I'm Spike Lee (Ah)
Ebm
Uh, you need more than Google just to find me (Ah)
Ebm
Uh, I just call her "bae" to get her hyphy (Ah, ooh)
Ebm
Incredible, i-i-i-in general
Ebm
I just start the label just to sign me
(Woo, woo, woo)
Ebm
Uh, me and CHASE connected like we Siamese
(Woo, woo, woo, ooh, ooh)
Ebm
We've been on the run, feel like a crime spree,
talk to me nicely (Yeah)
Ebm
(I seen his face, seen it) Yup,
on his white tee, uh (Let's go)
Ebm
Yeah, yup, call the Sprite people
(Call 'em, hol' on, brrt)
Ebm
Private flight to France, tryna sight-see
(On private flights, brrat)
Ebm
Popped 'em in his hands, he was typin'
(Da, da, da)
Ebm
Caterpillar 'Rari, I fold it, lift it up (Up)
Ebm
I went on the stand,
told the judge to pass my cup (Ayy)
Ebm
Ran up twenty million, told the Devil,
"Keep the luck" (Luck)
Ebm
Keep that, keep that ho (Uh-uh)
Ebm
RIP Pop, keep the smoke (Ayy, slatt)
Ebm
Talk to me nicely (Talk to me nicely)
Ebm
Keep her on the chain, that ain't like me
(That ain't like me)
Ebm
Scotts with no strings, you can't tie me
(Scotts with the, hol' on, bitch)
Ebm
I'm higher than the plane,
I'm where the Skypes be
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
Ebm
Yeah, yep, in my slime tee
(Doo, doo, doo, hee)
Ebm
Princey in his prime, yee
(Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
Ebm
Yellowbone too feisty,
yee (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, hee)
Ebm
Clean him up, no napkin, yee (Doo)
Ebm
Yup, in my white tee (Yeah)
Ebm
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype,
please (It's lit)
Ebm
Uh, they gon' wipe you,
before you wipe me (Phew)
Ebm
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes
(Ooh, yeah)
Ebm
'Scuse me, zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi-zi,
don't be missin', man
Ebm
Mississippi, dip a sippy,
make 'em happy, make 'em copy
Ebm
Make 'em get me Chippi Chippi (Yeah),
there's a lot I'm gon' spend
Ebm
Tell me when, I beam you to pull up,
you gon' shootout while I spin
Ebm
Trippin' like I'm trigger happy;
saltfish, ackee, ackee
Ebm
Golf buggy: Kawasaki; catch a fish:
Sushi, maki, livin' life
Ebm
London city, left the town (Ah)
Ebm
Thug and Travis be the fam,
yup, yeah, you know that (Slatt)
Ebm
And when they free us out,
it's gonna be a film, a Kodak (Yeah)
Ebm
Shoot me pourin' right above the rim like Pollack
Ebm
I've been rippin' and runnin',
not slippin' or slidin', athletic tendencies
Ebm
I've been up since, cheffin' it,
whippin' it to the base rock,
Ebm
I provide the remedy (Let's go)
Ebm
When we open gates up at Utopia
(It's lit), it's like Zootopia
Ebm
You see the crosses over ya (Yeah),
that's how you know it's us
Ebm
At A.M. I'm phonin' ya',
not for no shoulder rub
Ebm
Them JACKBOYS open cleaners up,
the way they fold and tuck
Ebm
Yup, in my white tee (Yeah)
Ebm
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Ebm
Yeah, they gon' wipe you, before you wipe me
Ebm
Yeah, on boxes of checks, not my...
Ebm
Checks, not my...
Ebm
I-I be where the fuck the light be
Ebm
Bangers in the system, it's...
Ebm
Bangers in the system, it's...
Ebm
Ancient Anunnaki
Ebm
Bangers in the system, it's that...
Ebm
Bangers in the system, it's that...
Ebm
M.I.A.!
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