Tonalité : A minor•
Verse 1
F
Am
Em
Oh, hell yeah
F
Let's toast to the niggas
that do the most
Am
Em
Shout out to my nigga Buddy,
F
you know my boy Zeemy in here
They let me get a feature on
Am
Em
this motherfucker but
F
I want ya all to call Buddy and
thank him personally for me
Am
Em
His numer is 310
F
Em
Aye nigga, hell nah, no way nigga
F
You better not
Verse 2
Am
Em
Hello, hey baby, what's your name?
F
I am Buddy, only reason why you came
Am
Okay, today,
Em
me and you gon' do our thing
F
Oh shit, my bad,
Em
know I'm moving hella fast
Am
Em
Just get your ass off the wall and
F
on the damn dance floor
You dig, let me take another sip
Am
Em
Watch how I jig,
look at my feet when I dance
F
Em
Hold on, hold up, DJ play that shit again
Am
Em
Wait up, slow down,
got my left hand on your butt
Alright, come on,
F
Am
go and have another drink with me
Em
Pouring up a double shot of the Hennessy
D
G
F
Once I get you in my ride,
Am
we gon' be all night
Em
'Fore we take it outside
Verse 3
Em
F
Baby girl just dance
Am
G
Really like how you move it
Dm
G
Wanna look at ya ass
F
Am
Think I'm falling in love or something
Em
Baby girl just dance
F
Am
Em
We gon' get into it
G
Let me fill up your glass
F
Am
And we gon' get drunk
Em
and fuck tonight
Verse 4
Em
F
It was all so sudden
Am
35 models, they was all so stunning
Dm
Em
Running out of bottles,
G
I got five more coming
F
Am
Let me settle down,
I need to mind my budget
Em
F
Better yet, fuck it, cop it all,
put it on my Visa
Am
I just wanna make you mine,
Em
baby girl I need you
F
On the floor we getting down,
Em
bumping and grinding
F
Am
Spin your body all around,
baby we gliding
Em
Let me stop it, I should
Verse 5
F
focus on the hundreds
Am
Tryna get a new chain,
gotta get the money
Em
Finna cop a new ring,
F
Em
just a lil' something
Am
Show these bitches I ain't playing, oh,
Em
that nigga Buddy
Back up on his shit again,
F
then I hit my dougie
Am
See your boy glistening, rain,
Em
snow, or sunny
F
Young nigga get it in
Em
Filling up my cup and take
Am
a sip again
Em
I ain't tripping, I ain't tripping
Verse 6
F
Baby girl just dance
Em
Really like how you move it
F
Wanna look at ya ass
Em
Am
Think I'm falling in love or something
Em
Aye, I said
Verse 7
hands high
F
Then the sun put them hands up
Am
Em
Hoes, hoes in here gon' give it up
G
F
Whoa, smoking on weed
when we come through
Am
Em
No, we don't give a fuck,
nigga fuck you
F
Friends drunk too much,
Am
we been turning up
Em
Aye, we ain't even done,
we ain't had enough
G
F
Damn, everyone here only
Am
want one thing
Em
F
All we wanna do, baby girl just dance
Verse 8
Am
Em
Really like how you move it
Wanna look at ya ass
G
F
Am
Think I'm falling in love
Em
or something
Baby girl just dance
F
Am
Em
We gon' get into it
G
F
Let me fill up your glass
Am
And we gon' get drunk
Em
and fuck tonight
Verse 9
F
Aye, I said I'm focused
on the hundreds
Tryna get a new chain,
Am
gotta get the money
Em
F
Finna get a few rings, just
Em
a lil' something
F
Em
Am
Show these bitches I ain't playing, oh,
that nigga Buddy
Em
Back up on his shit again,
F
then I hit my dougie
Am
See a nigga glistening, rain,
snow, or sunny
Em
F
Young nigga get it in
Em
Am
Filling up my cup and take a sip again
I ain't tripping
Em
Call a Lyft and girl I'm getting in
Verse 10
F
with ya
B
Say you wanna bring a friend with ya
Am
Take you both to the crib,
Em
F
girl I'm about to get it in with ya
Em
F
I don't really fuck with
Am
these niggas
Em
I'm just tryna stack these di gits
F
Baby girl I got hella shit in the mail
Am
Em
F
Oh, I got hella shit in the mail
Em
Yeah, keep it coming!
(coming, coming, coming)
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