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Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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Tonalité : A minor
Verse 1
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
Bb5
Bb5
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Yeah
Gm
Gm
Okay, I'm strapped
Get 'em
Black hat (yeah), black
Bb
Bb
shades (yeah)
Black diamonds (yeah), oh,
Cm
Cm
behave (Haha)
No, he can't with the bucket seats back
Got the paint job dope and
the fucking seats crack
Gm
Gm
I'm a
Verse 2
D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Cm
Cm
I got the scope in the
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Rove'for the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
Gm
Gm
I got the money and the power
I'm a D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
I got the scope in the
Cm
Cm
Rove' for the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
I got the money and the power,
Bb
Bb
I'm gone
Verse 3
Gm
Gm
Thinking of a master plan
I get money,
Bb
Bb
but I'm thinking of a faster plan
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
I'm tryna cash it in
I got five in that garbage can
Gm
Gm
And the wrap Saran, I
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
need cash advance
Gm
Gm
See, I know three sold,
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
the other two a jam
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
I'ma sit on one and whip the
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
other one much as I can
Cm
Cm
Hot- ass fucking sedan
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Windows rolled down, no sound
Bb
Bb
Them bricks got the speakers drowned
Gm
Gm
I ain't listening for shit but sirens
Bb
Bb
I ain't tryna get to my ship sunk,
Gm
Gm
fuck you pirates
Cm
Cm
I'll touch you cowards,
it ain't nothing to a boss
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
The niggas in the hood tryna floss and
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
your head got a cost, nigga
Take a loss, nigga,
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
SS 55 all- black with the top chopped off that
Cm
Cm
Catch me in the spots where
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
the shots pop off at
I ain't tryna prove nothing,
I'm just tryna move something
Verse 4
Gm
Gm
I'm a D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Gm
Gm
I got the scope in the
Cm
Cm
Rove' for the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
Gm
Gm
I got the money and the power
I'm a D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
I got the scope in the
Rove' for the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
I got the money and the power,
Bb
Bb
I'm gone (yeah, nigga)
Verse 5
Gm
Gm
See, we're cooking up a thousand
grams (thousand grams)
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
I'm in the kitchen over the stove with pots
Cm
Cm
and pans (with the pots and pans)
Gm
Gm
Triple color with the platinum
jams (the platinum jams)
Cm
Cm
Fifty birds, homeboy, in the back
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
of a van (bitch)
A hundred grand in rubber bands
Bb
Bb
(in rubber bands)
Gm
Gm
We got them birds in the coffee
Cm
Cm
cans (in the coffee can)
We got the whips with the extra
clips (yeah, nigga)
Got bitches outta state, nigga,
Bb
Bb
flipping them bricks (flipping them bricks)
Gm
Gm
Been in the Caddy,
been in the alley (uh- huh)
Bb
Bb
Nigga been on the block (yeah), right in front
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Miss Gladys (right in front Miss Gladys)
Nigga know about hustling ('bout hustling),
know about stunting ('bout stunting)
Did the curb- serving (yeah), shined
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
every summer (bitch)
Been on front,
been in the back (yeah, nigga)
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
Nigga, roll with duct tape and ride
Gm
Gm
with the MAC (pow, bitch)
Cm
Cm
We see these haters like,
"Fuck them niggas" (like, "Fuck them niggas")
We're made- men millionaire,
hustling our nature
Bb
Bb
I'm a
Verse 6
Gm
Gm
D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Cm
Cm
I got the scope in the
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Rove'for the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
Gm
Gm
I got the money and the power
I'm a D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
I got the scope in the
Rove' for the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
I got the money and the power,
Gm
Gm
I'm gone
Verse 7
Gm
Gm
8 A.M., open my eyes
Bb
Bb
Yeah, kick my bitch,
Gm
Gm
tell her open the blinds
Cm
Cm
And I'm over the stove at 9
Yeah, I'm cooking breakfast for the block,
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
then I let her cook mine, yeah
Quick line in the bathroom
'fore we bounce
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Not me, I mean her,
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
she go a day an ounce, damn
Y'all pray for her
While I'm at the bus station in the
Gm
Gm
Bentley sitting low as I wait for you
I'm getting dough, I'm a paperboy
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
I will take you for the right paper, boy
Cm
Cm
I will take her, shake her,
tape her waist up
Send her to the money,
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
she be back before I wake up, ha
Get your cake up, y'all niggas lame ducks
Bb
Bb
Gm
Gm
Bb
Bb
You probably get your game up
Gm
Gm
when I'm giving the game up
Cm
Cm
My name Wayne, what? Hot Boy, flame up
You niggas tryna change up and I'm
Bb
Bb
getting my change up
Verse 8
Gm
Gm
I'm a D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Cm
Cm
I got the scope in the Rove' for
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
Bb
Bb
I got the money and the power
Gm
Gm
I'm a D- boy, bitch, I'm a D- boy
Bb
Bb
Ho, I'm a dopeboy
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
Bb
Bb
Cm
Cm
I got the scope in the
Rove' for the jackboys
I got money in my pocket,
I got money on my block
I got the money and the power, I'm gone

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