John: accordi di
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
C#m
A
Just saw an alien saucer ap
C#m
proaching from the sky
A
Bbm
Radio contact has been attempted
C#m
but cannot be established
F#
A
C#m
Instructions are to prepare for an
A
attack by an un known enemy
Bbm
Huh
Verse 2
F#
Bbm
F#
Bbm
F#
Bbm
Yeah
B
Huh
C#m
Uh
Verse 3
A
C#m
A
C#m
A
C#m
F#
Bbm
F#
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
Bbm
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker,
F#
"Fetch"
Bbm
I'm fuckin' her good,
F#
she got her legs on my neck
Bbm
I get pussy, mouth and ass,
B
call that bitch triple threat
C#m
C#
When I was in jail,
C#m
A
she let me call her collect
C#m
But if she get greedy,
C#
C#m
A
I'ma starve her to death
C#m
A
Top down, it's upset
C#m
C#
Been fucking the world and nigga,
C#m
F#
I ain't come yet
Bbm
F#
You fuck with me wrong,
Bbm
F#
I knock your head off your neck
Bbm
F#
The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
Bbm
F#
The guns are drawn and I
ain't talkin' 'bout a sketch
Bbm
B
I pay these niggas with a reality check
C#m
Prepare for the worst but
A
still praying for the be st
C#m
C#
This game is a bitch, I got my
C#m
A
hand up her dress
C#m
The money don't sleep,
A
so Weezy can't rest
C#m
C#
An AK47 is my fucking address, huh
Bbm
F#
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 4
lied
Bbm
F#
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Bbm
F#
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Bbm
F#
Bbm
F#
I got a chopper in the car
B
C#m
Yeah, load up the choppers
A
C#m
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
A
niggas where it hurts
C#m
If I die today,
A
remember me like John Lennon
C#m
Buried in Louis,
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
F#
Big black nigga
Verse 5
and an icy watch
C#m
Shoes on the coupe,
F#
C#m
that got a Nike shop
Count the profits,
F#
C#m
you could bring 'em in a Nike box
F#
C#m
Grindin' in my Jordans, kick them off,
they might be hot (huh)
G#
Swish, I'm swimmin' in a
A
C#m
yellow bitch (boss)
G#
In the red 911,
A
C#m
lookin' devilish (haha)
G#
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit
C#m
down (huh)
Thought it was bulletproof 'til
Bbm
he got hit the fifth time
F#
Drop Palmolive in a nigga dope
Bbm
Make it come back even harder
F#
Bbm
than before (yeah)
Baby, I'm the only one that
F#
Bbm
paid your car note (Rozay)
Well connected,
got killers off in Chicago (huh)
F#
I'm not a star, somebody
Verse 6
lied
Bbm
F#
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Bbm
F#
I got a chopper in the car (huh)
Bbm
F#
Bbm
I got a chopper in the car
F#
C#m
Yeah, load up the choppers
A
C#m
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them
A
niggas where it hurts
C#m
If I die today,
A
remember me like John Lennon
C#m
Buried in Louis,
Bbm
I'm talking all brown linen, huh
F#
Talk stupid,
Verse 7
Bbm
F#
get your head popped
Bbm
F#
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
Bbm
F#
Big B's, Red Sox
Bbm
F#
C#m
I get money to kill time, dead clocks
You're fucking with a nigga
A
C#m
who don't give a fuck
A
Empty the clip, then roll the window up
C#m
Pussy niggas sweet,
A
C#m
you niggas Cinnabon
I'm in a red bitch,
F#
Bbm
she say she finna cum
Two hundred thou' on a chain,
F#
I don't need a piece
Bbm
That banana clip,
F#
Bbm
let Chiquita speak
F#
Bbm
Dark shades, Eazy E
Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B
B
C#m
Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch Bitch ass nigga,
A
pussy ass nigga
C#m
I see you lookin' with your lookin' ass,
A
nigga
C#m
You know the rules,
A
kill 'em all and keep moving
C#m
F#
Bbm
If I die today, it'd be a holiday, huh
Verse 8
Bbm
F#
I'm not a star, somebody lied
Bbm
I got a chopper in the car,
F#
so don't make it come alive (yeah)
Rip your ass apart,
then I pull myself together
Bbm
Y-M-C-M-B, Double M, M, M, M, M,
F#
C#m
we rich forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet,
A
the more that bitch gon' bang
C#m
Red on the wall,
G#
A
C#m
Basquiat when I paint (yeah)
A
Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to my bitch
C#m
My first home invasion,
F#
papi gave me forty bricks
C#m
Son of a bitch,
F#
C#
F#
then I made a great escape
Bbm
Ain't it funny? Mama only
C#
F#
son be baking cakes
Bbm
Pull up in the sleigh,
F#
hop out like I'm Santa Claus
Bbm
Niggas gather around, got gifts for each
B
C#m
and all of y'all (haha)
Take it home and let it bubble,
A
C#m
that's the double up (yeah)
If you get in trouble,
A
C#m
that just mean you fuckin' up (nigga)
It's a cold world,
A
C#m
I need a bird to cuddle up (yeah)
I call the plays, motherfucker, huddle up
Verse 9
C#m
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car
Yeah

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