Tonalité : Gb major
Verse 1
Bm
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
B
Bm
yeah right
F#
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
Bm
(Boy yeah right, yeah right,
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right)
F#
Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Verse 2
Is your house big? Is your car nice?
Is your girl fine? Fuck her all night
Is you well paid? Are your shows packed?
would they know that?
B
How the thug life? How the love life?
How the workload? Is your buzz right?
Do the trap jump? Is the club right?
F#
B
F#
Got your head right? Boy, yeah right
Verse 3
yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
F#
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
B
A#m
B
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
(Boy yeah)
Verse 4
F#
B
Pretty women wanna slit the wrist
Pretty women wanna be
a rich man's bitch
Pretty women want a couple kids
F#
Pretty women want a new ass, new lips
B
Pretty women wanna push a Benz
Come correct and she
won't let you in
Thumbin' through the checks,
she gets it in
E
Diamonds on your neck, is them pretend?
Verse 5
yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
F#
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
B
F#
B
Boy yeah right,
yeah right, yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
E
B
E
yeah right
(Boy yeah)
Verse 6
that changes depend
B
E
You're facin'
F#
G#m
Got an enemy that tells you off,
blockin' what's efficient
F#
B
E
You're placed in
F#
G#m
You pretend to get a better
idea about the lifestyle
B
E
You're chasin'
F#
G#m
Keep pretendin' that you real
B
G#m
Until every selfie is erased
F#
B
Pop 'til it's fakin' Pop 'til
Verse 7
B
the wrist pop
Pop 'til he shakin'
B
Pop like four on the floor been in rotation
No allegation
F#
E
Pop ular demand,
B
I understand my name is only for conversation
Verse 8
B
New York nigga be like "deadass"
L.A. nigga be like "on the dead homies"
F#
I was off the porch like Fed- Ex
K- Dot twilight the zeitgeist
Roll like fried rice and
tempura shrimp
Temporary pimp, nah,
don't remember them
A#m
jumping out the fuckin' gym
F#
B
Swang like new Dana Dane, I ride dirty
Paid like two Damon Wayans, retire early
Fade like shadows,
corrallin' the cattle
A bitches decision for you, is narrow
and fame, the pharaoh
Verse 9
B
The physic, the chemist, the lame
Collateral for Kendrick whenever
exchange
A#
Compatible for riches with more to gain
I don't fair fight but I bear fight
Lookin' for my next
roadkill for the headlight
Hangin' though my last four
kills for the highlights
My life, high life, high five, bye, bye
Verse 10
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
(Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right)
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
(Boy yeah right, yeah right, yeah right)
(Boy yeah right, yeah right,
Boy yeah right, yeah right,
yeah right
(Boy yeah)
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