Two Shots accords par
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

N/A
Tonalité : F major
Verse 1
Bm
Bm
G#m
G#m
2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
It's like tug- of- war,
tryna pull myself together
Bm
Bm
I could probably do better,
but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure,
leave my money on the dresser
G#m
G#m
Goons in this bitch,
leave a nigga on a stretcher
It's all there, papa,
you ain't even got to measure
Bm
Bm
Laughing at how my old
bitches look jealous
B
B
Bm
Bm
Well what goes around comes
G#m
G#m
around: propellers
Money Over Bitches - MOB, goodfellas
Cut her ears off,
ain't shit she could tell us
Bm
Bm
Write your name on the bullet,
that's a fuckin love letter
If I ain't a trending topic,
B
B
Bm
Bm
I'm a fucking trend- setter
G#m
G#m
I'm on
Verse 2
2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
It's like tug- of- war,
tryna pull myself together
Bm
Bm
I could probably do better,
but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure,
B
B
leave my money on the dresser
Verse 3
G#m
G#m
If you're scared, go to church,
Mason Betha
Sometimes the paper chase
could be like chasing a leopard
Bm
Bm
The pussy wetter,
wetter than it's ever been
B
B
But she gone probably try to cross
Bm
Bm
the line like a Mexican
G#m
G#m
I ain't on that bullshit
Shawty fine as fuck though,
now she kiss me on my neck
I hope she ain't cut- throat
Bm
Bm
B
B
Cut down on the syrup cause
it made me fuck slow
Bm
Bm
B
B
Shoot so many times I'm a choke
G#m
G#m
off the gunsmoke
Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain
Pay me no mind but I don't have change
B
B
Bm
Bm
F
F
I cock back and aim at
B
B
your membrane
A#
A#
G#m
G#m
Broad day, no mask, close range
G#m
G#m
You can get
Verse 4
2 shots from wherever
You can get 2 shots from whoever
It be like a puzzle tryna put
you back together
Bm
Bm
I should probably do better but probably,
whatever...
B
B
Verse 5
G#m
G#m
G#m
G#m
Your bullshit is stinking up the place
Bm
Bm
Me no tick (Jamaican)
Can't let these bitch niggas
slide and touch base
B
B
I make her cum so many times,
G#m
G#m
call her "nutcase"
It's Young Money baby,
take your clothes off
Give me them three holes,
Bm
Bm
bowling ball
2 shots of whatever
Keep them bitches coming
B
B
and she can get whatever
Verse 6
G#m
G#m
I'm on 2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
It's like tug- of- war,
tryna pull myself together
Bm
Bm
I could probably do better,
but probably's like never
Bm
Bm
I'm a pimp under pressure,
G#m
G#m
Bm
Bm
Leave my money on the dresser
2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever

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