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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