3 Peat: accordi di
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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Verse 1
Fm
Fm
Yessir
Ab
Ab
They can't stop me
Cm
Cm
Even if they stopped me
Hahaha, yeah
Verse 2
Fm
Fm
I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it
Ab
Ab
I'm so on it and however you want it
Cm
Cm
You can get it tonight, ho, and all night, ho
I get the beat from (Maestro)
A fuckin' right ho, I might go
Fm
Fm
Crazy
Verse 3
on these niggas,
I don't give a motherfuck
Ab
Ab
Run up in a nigga house and
shoot his grandmother up
Cm
Cm
What? What? I don't give
a motherfuck
Get your baby kidnapped,
and your baby mother fucked
Fm
Fm
It's Tha Carter III, bitch,
better put ya supper up
Ab
Ab
Hollygrove, I throw it up like
I'm tryin' to lose my gut
Cm
Cm
Fuck is up? Beat him up like
a million uppercuts
Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it
Fm
Fm
Shit, get on my level,
you can't get on my level
Ab
Ab
You gon' need a space shuttle or
a ladder that's forever
Cm
Cm
However, I'm better,
if not now, than never
Don't you ever fix your lips unless
you 'bout to suck my dick
Fm
Fm
Bitch, swallow my words,
taste my thoughts
Ab
Ab
An d if it's too nasty, spit it back at me
Cm
Cm
Two more inches,
I'd have been in that casket
According to the doctor,
I could of died in traffic
Fm
Fm
Bounce right back on them
bitches like Magic
Ab
Ab
Abracadabra, I'm up like Viagra
Cm
Cm
I just do this shit for my
click like Adam Sandler
I control hip hop and I'ma
keep it on my channel
Fm
Fm
Watch me, bitch, watch me
Ab
Ab
Bitch, watch me
Cm
Cm
But they cannot see me like Hitler
It's the New Orleans Nightmare
Money so old its growin' white hair
Fm
Fm
Young Money baby, yeah, we right here
Ab
Ab
I'ma make sure we ball
'til we fall like tears
Cm
Cm
And mama don't cry,
your son can handle his
I got her out the hood and
put her in the hills
Fm
Fm
Yeah, when I was fourteen I told my
mom we would see better days
Ab
Ab
And sure enough I got Miss
Cita in a better place
Cm
Cm
When I was fourteen I told my mom
we would see better days
And sure enough we did
Fm
Fm
Cm
Cm
exactly what I say
Fm
Fm
I tell my girl "when you fuck me,
better fuck me good
Ab
Ab
'Cause if another girl could,
she gon' fuck me good"
Cm
Cm
No sittin' at the table if you
bringin' nothin' to it
And I get straight to it like
Fm
Fm
its nothing to it
Ab
Ab
Yeah, I got game like Stuart Scott,
fresh out the ESPN shop
Cm
Cm
And when SportsCenter
poppin', everything stoppin'
But you can't fool me,
I know what you watchin'
Fm
Fm
Ab
Ab
Me, you watch me, you watch me
Cm
Cm
'Cause I be
Weezy, must see TV
Fm
Fm
C3, nigga, that's me
Ab
Ab
And I'm me, I'm me times 3
Cm
Cm
So retreat or suffer defeat
I'm back, 3- peat
Fm
Fm
C3 (C3, C3, C3)
Outro 1
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm
Fm
Fm
Ab
Ab
Cm
Cm

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