Fifth Day Dead: accordi di
Young Thug
Young Thug

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Tonalità: D major
Verse 1
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D
Yeah,
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ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
D
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah
A
Yeah, ooh, no
Tell me
C#m
D
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Ooh no
D
A
Say, ooh, no
Yeah
Moncler coat,
C#m
A
'cause I'm the coldest out
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I had twenty thousand pints
sealed in a drought
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Twelve bend the corner,
me and the dawgs gettin' out
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Got twenty- seven colors,
this Versace couch
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C#m
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
D
I told the bitch don't call me,
she a Miami thot
A
They hate to see you rackin',
big gold Patek's rose gold
D
White diamonds on my wrist,
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it's like my main bitch toes
C#m
A
I cut the top off of the Benz,
that winter was cold
D
I got a lot of thots, but
got respect for my hoes
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I got a lot of spots for recess
D
for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers
C#m
askin' why all of 'em brats
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Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
D
I throwed it to my dawgs,
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I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
D
I fucked her hard, I put that
A
bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
D
He text me back five days and he was dead
A
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
D
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause
ain't no red
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Passport shawty, I can
take this bitch places
D
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
A
A pussy nigga wishin'
he could trade places
D
I told a nigga, "You must be
kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
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C#m
I called my watch stupid
A
D
'cause the time froze
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
A
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the
D
pinecone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime,
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now he back home
C#m
A
D
I been countin' money all night long
A
Until my dawgs who can't fall off no more
D
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
Her body was natural,
C#m
now she plastic, she a barbie
A
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
D
I throwed it to my dawgs, I
A
told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
D
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
A
I called 'em up and told him what he said
D
He text me back five days and he was dead
A
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
D
I been sippin' on
Wock' 'cause ain't no red
Yeah, ooh, no
A
Yeah, ooh, no
D
A
Yeah, ooh, no
D
A
Yeah
Yeah, ooh, no
D
Tell me
A
Ooh no
D
Say, ooh, no
Yeah

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