Tonalité : Bb minor•
Verse 1
Bbm
What is this? Maybach
music
I like this Maybach music
Sweet!
Ha ha ha!
Verse 2
Ebm
C
Fm
Bbm
Come and take a ride
Gb
Come and take a ride
Fm
Billionaire
Yayo
Verse 3
Justice League
Ebm
57 years, yes!
Blood for a D- Boy
Hand my mack 11 to the
Gb
engineer to record
Bbm
Got the baddest women in the
Db
Bbm
world for me to feed on
Double deck yacht, docked Boss,
Ebm
blowing weed up
Verse 4
Gb
Revenue incredible, it put
Ebm
me on a pedestal
Columbia to Mexico,
Bbm
I figure there was a better route
Look at me, a model now
Ebm
Db
Bbm
Models and bottles 'round
A Blood holla', ballin'
Ebm
But the boys in blue,
they shot 'em down
Verse 5
Ebm
Gang- affiliated,
colors prosecutors painted
'Cause the niggas I employed,
name synonymous with Mi- Yayo
Bbm
Instrumental that are mental,
Ebm
Bbm
Maybach kind of mental
Db
Ebm
400 off the lot, the block is monumental
Bbm
Verse 6
Ebm
Some things
your money can't buy
Bbm
Db
Like Heaven in the sky,
Fm
even a better ride
Ebm
Gb
In the rear, so many instruments I hear
Ebm
Tucked behind curtain,
Gb
Bbm
no sign to fear, Ross!
I'm higher than a leer
Db
Bbm
This May bach music,
designer shit I wear
Db
Ebm
May cause you to lose it
Verse 7
Close your eyes and inhale
Gb
the smoke
Ebm
It's Maybach music,
Bbm
the realest shit I wrote, nigga
Gb
Db
5 ounces, take a toke
Bbm
Of this Maybach music,
Ebm
the realest shit I wrote
Gb
Boss!
Verse 8
Gb
Fm
Young!
Fuck it then!
Ebm
Black
Verse 9
Maybach, white seas,
Gb
Ebm
black piping
Remind me of Paul McCartney
Gb
Bbm
and Mike fighting
You know, The Girl Is Mine
Ebm
Bbm
Life's A Bitch,
Fm
so The Whole World Is Mine
Ebm
The six- deuce long,
Db
Bbm
Fm
the curtains are drawn
Bbm
Ebm
Per fectly like a Picasso,
Bbm
Rembrandts and Rocco's
I'm a major player,
Fm
Bbm
40- 40's in Vegas at the Palazzo
Ebm
They said it was not so
Gb
Certain
Verse 10
things that money can't buy
Fm
Like being this fly
'Til then, I'm just gonna' ride
Ebm
I'm like G- Rap with
Gb
better transportation
Ebm
On the road to the riches,
Db
Gb
reach my Final Destination
Bbm
And the lair, closer to a leer
Fm
Db
Bbm
Say a Prayer, hope I get ta' see her
When I disappear from here,
Fm
Db
baby, yeah
Ebm
But I don't see the ending
Verse 11
Ebm
through
Db
Ebm
these millionaire lenses
Gb
Just the Two M's on the emblem
Bbm
Db
The partition roof, translucent an
Bbm
d Humador
Ebm
Whereigerators, where Ace of Spades,
Verse 12
or two I store
Ebm
True story,
my closet is like two stories
Straight to the happy ending,
'cause I don't do stories
Bbm
Gb
Bbm
Shawn Corey, real rap
Db
The Maybach is bananas,
Ebm
Fm
Bbm
Ebm
peel back
Db
You feel that?
Fm
Young! C'mon!
Ebm
Realest
Verse 13
shit I ever wrote,
Gb
Ebm
chillin' in my Maybach
8- track episodes,
Gb
been doing this since way back
Bbm
Ebm
Bbm
Since way back, since way back
8- track episodes,
Ebm
been doing this since way back!
Realest shit I ever wrote,
Gb
chillin' in my Maybach
Ebm
8- track episodes,
been doing this since way back
Bbm
Since way back, since way back
8- track episodes,
Fm
been doing this since way back!
Gb
Boss!
Verse 14
Fm
Can't be stopped now
We got too much cake
Ebm
They pinching pennies, while I'm
Verse 15
Gb
muscling for meals
Ebm
And that muscle be that muzzle,
Gb
Ebm
when I stuff it in your grill
Bbm
Stuffed shells, thanks to crack, I crack
Ab
Ebm
Bbm
Crab and lob sters, not all mobsters
Gb
Ebm
Imposters, got cha!
Verse 16
Ebm
Boy, I got an eagle view,
slanted on my balcony
Can only stay a week or two, so
Gb
Bbm
many people out for me
I bulletproofed the Maybach
Ebm
Bbm
Got a killer's intuition
Holding on that mack 11, Ma
Ebm
chiavelli premonition
Verse 17
Ebm
Waiting on my Suge Knight
One nation under God,
since I chose a thug's life
Guess I gotta play my part
Bbm
Never will I die, my name symbolize
The hustle for young killers
Db
Ebm
coming from the other side
Bbm
Ebm
Some thing s your money
Verse 18
can't buy
Db
Like Heaven in the sky,
Fm
even a better ride
Ebm
I'm large, my black car
Gb
Ebm
Menagin' black broads,
massage for frauds
Gb
I'm livin' large, my fat rocks
Bbm
I see the kill in the field
Ebm
of hip- hop
Bbm
Runnin' up on the car, you get popped,
Fm
Db
mopped and dropped
Gb
I'm the Boss!
Fm
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