Tonalité : F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
B
F#m
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
D#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
D
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
F#m
it’s a fucking celebration
D#dim
B
F#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
D#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
D
shit baby
F#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 2
F#m
Ballin' in this bitch cause I’m better
D#dim
Models at my table when
they down for whatever
D
It’s a cold world so
F#m
it’s heat in my leather
B
We gonna make it rain,
F#m
we ain’t tripping off the weather
Work day suit removed
Jay baby baby let me put
you on game
I got that crazy crazy eye
drive you insane
Every play make these niggas
know my name
T- Raw, young star, Gringo
D#dim
Shining hard every
second don't blink ho
D
If you ain’t sipping and
F#m
you tripping better drink more
B
F#m
Too many dicks on the field
trying to get yours
What your home girl don’t
D#dim
know
Won’t hurt her so girl let go
F#m
They say they ain’t tricking nigga got it
But we ain’t tricking
anything and we got it, so
Verse 3
F#m
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
D#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
D
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
F#m
it’s a fucking celebration
B
D#dim
F#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
D#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
D
shit baby
F#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 4
C#m
F#m
Fly, fly niggas do fly thangs
Overseas,
D#dim
I can put you on my dream team
F#m
D
F#m
High king, Tyga- lajuwan 2 rings,
B
yeah we on one
F#m
We ain’t never done,
C#m
F#m
it’s small fun when you living how we living
D#dim
Big living room, beautiful women
Baby take your shoes off,
F#m
she just trying to kick it
Gone down town now,
B
she gonna let me kiss it
C#m
F#m
So good, yep yep,
Young Money and we all good
D#dim
All my homies in this thang
wish a nigga would
D
F#m
If a nigga could,
I don’t think he should
B
Getting money,
F#m
rocking clubs like t woods
Bright lights like we living in the sky
D#dim
Erybody put your hands high
F#m
It ain’t tricking nigga got it
B
But we ain’t tricking anything
C#m
and we got it, so
F#m
I ain’t gotta
Verse 5
do nothing,
D#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
D
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
F#m
B
it’s a fucking celebration
F#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
D#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
D
shit baby
F#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 6
F#m
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
D#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
D
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
F#m
it’s a fucking celebration
B
F#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
D#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
D
shit baby
F#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
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AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsF#m B D#dim D C#m
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