Palm Trees: accordi di
Tyga
Tyga

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Tonalità: A major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Niggas wanna stop me like the nazzi
Getting money like Illuminati
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Look up and see the palm trees,
fuck everybody
Palm trees, fuck everybody
All I see is the money, buried over the struggle
I know religion got me,
too cheap to sell my soul though
So fuck every commy, palm trees
Fuck everybody, palm trees
Verse 2
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Clearly these niggas can't see
me like black & white TV
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So pretend that you hear
me like Stevie
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Let's call it, leave and fuck you
We've been discussing our salary
You chiefin', pass the blunt,
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Pray that you live, have a dissy
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Tires screeching, swerving paparazzi
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I could have relieve in 91gas from Chevron,
Rolls Royce like Heron
Warrior like play on girls,
they like to cling on
Give em hard dick one time
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then that boy gone
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I bop Ferrari to my latest songs, H Crown,
did 5, glad my nigga made it home
These bitches fronting,
claiming they ain't hoes
Actin like the single life,
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the way that go ball all alone
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Alright neighborhood,
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I feel alone
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8 bedrooms, let my thoughts roam
And one day king will realize his throne
When you pop T- Raww, morals
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in you fairly strong
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I love making that shit that
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you can sing along
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Getting head while you're high
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getting blown
Used to talk to these kids
through the Styrofoam
Now we talk for millions on the microphone
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Jewelry cashed back then the zip locked
No job to them rogue niggas
Kick rocks, white socks
Clean nigga, court side,
Fact not, see you making it rain,
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nigga that's all you got
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All night, that's what you got
Fuck with me baby,
make sure you leave with a what
Course you ain't bad,
fuck your cash, I pay my tab
Make you a star in real life,
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fuck a blog nigga
Verse 3
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Niggas wanna stop me like the nazzi
Getting money like Illuminati
Look up and see the palm trees,
fuck everybody
Palm trees, fuck everybody
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All I see is the money,
buried over the struggle
I know religion got me,
too cheap to sell my soul though
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So fuck every commy, palm trees
Fuck everybody,
Outro 1
palm trees
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