Tonalité : A minor•
Verse 1
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I just wanna thank God
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For all the pretty women he let into my life
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All the Benjamins you let me count
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Wealth an d health
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For my family
And lettin' me ball on these
Adim
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nig gas
Verse 2
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Now there's a lot of bad bitches
Am
in the building (Amen)
Dm
Am
A couple real niggas in
the building (Amen)
Dm
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I'm finna kill niggas in
the building (Amen)
Dm
I tell the waiter fifty bottles
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and she tell me say when
Dm
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F
And I say church
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(Preach)
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We make it light up like a church
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(Preach)
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She wanna fuck and I say church
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(Preach)
Dm
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Do Liv on Sunday like a church
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Dm
(Preach)
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Bottle after bottle,
Verse 3
Adim
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drink until I overdose
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Pull up in the Phantom watch them
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bitches catch the Holy Ghost
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Errtime I step up in the
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dealer I be goin' broke
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Shorty wanna fuck me I say
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get on top and roller coast
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And I lay back, she go cray,
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fuck me good, but she no stay
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Murder on that pussy let her
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boyfriend get that DOA
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Get it? And all I get is Frito Lay
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Plus I'm on probation,
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when they test me I just pee Rozay
Dm
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Cause last night, I went hard,
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Peach Ciroc, Patron and all
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Dm
F
Adim
Thirty racks on magnum bottles,
I think I was born to ball
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Adim
Lookin' like a million plus,
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fresh I'm out that corner store
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Hater I be doin' me,
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Dm
you guys should be doin' y'all
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I'm stackin' money to the ceiling
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Adim
All this ice that's in my
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Rollie I be chillin'
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And I just made a couple million
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Am
So I could take care of them children,
let's go
Verse 4
Am
Bb
Am
Now there's a lot of bad bitches
in the building (Amen)
Dm
A couple real niggas in the
Am
building (Amen)
Dm
I'm finna kill niggas in the
Am
building (Amen)
Dm
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I tell the waiter fifty bottles and
Am
she tell me say when
Dm
Am
Dm
F
F#dim
C
And I say church (Preach)
Am
Dm
We make it light up like a church
F
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C
(Preach)
Am
Dm
She wanna fuck and I say church
F
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C
(Preach)
Am
Dm
F
Do Liv on Sunday like a church
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C
Am
(Preach)
Verse 5
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Just bought my niggas some caine,
so much it came with a plane
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Bought my niggas some dope,
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so much it came with a boat
Dm
I just bought me a crib so
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big it came with a moat
Dm
For niggas jumping the fence I
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hope you niggas can float
Dm
And I just hope that I'm forgiven for
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carin' 'bout how they livin'
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And loanin a little money
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and keepin' 'em out of prison
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I ain't lyin' in my verses I'm just
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telling you the basics
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Of growin' up with your friends and be
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Dm
coming the one that made it, yes lord!
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All gold, man I got these bitches soul
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Talkin' bout these other rappers get
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ting old is even getting old
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Worrying about your followers,
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you need to get your dollars up
Dm
Me and Meek,
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young niggas poppin' like our collars up
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And good ain't good enough,
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and your hood ain't hood enough
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Spent my whole life putting on,
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you spend your whole life putting up
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Am
Ain't no telling when I go, so there ain't
shit that I'mma wait for
Dm
I'm the type to say a prayer,
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then go get what I just prayed for
Verse 6
Dm
Now there's a lot of bad bitches in
Am
the building (Amen)
Dm
A couple real niggas in the building
Am
(Amen)
Dm
I'm finna kill niggas in
Am
the building (Amen)
Dm
I tell the waiter fifty bottles
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Am
and she tell me say when
Dm
Am
Dm
F
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C
And I say church (Preach)
Am
Dm
We make it light up like a church
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C
(Preach)
Am
Dm
She wanna fuck and I say church
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C
(Preach)
Am
Dm
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Do Liv on Sunday like a church
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G
Dm
(Preach)
Verse 7
Dm
Lord forgive me for my sins,
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I'm just tryna win and shit
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F
Dm
Devil in a dress but if she knock I let her in
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Cm
Adim
And if she knock I let her in
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I have her wet by 12 o' clock,
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then 3 o' clock she wet again
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Dm
I'm screaming Oh Lord,
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G
that pussy good, that pussy good
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I'm tryna hold on, I wish I could,
you think I should
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She got that million dollar body,
shorty my Bugatti
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And she said she got a man,
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we keep it secret Illuminati
Dm
F
(Got Patron on deck) And
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Ciroc all in my bottle
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(Push it all on her) She was on
that Reposado
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(She take it all off) And
I think I'll rep Serato
Cm
In this bitch I'm spending like I hit the
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lotto cause it's a lot of
Dm
Now there's a lot of bad
Verse 8
bitches
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in the building (Amen)
Dm
A couple real niggas in the
Dm
Am
building (Amen)
Dm
I'm finna kill niggas in the
C
Am
building (Amen)
Dm
I tell the waiter fifty bottles
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Am
and she tell me say when
Dm
Am
Dm
F
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C
And I say church (Preach)
Am
Dm
We make it light up like a church
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(Preach)
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Dm
She wanna fuck and I say church
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(Preach)
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Dm
Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Preach)
Outro 1
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