Tonalità: Bb major
Verse 1
Cm
C#
Cm
C#
Cm
C#
Cm
G
[Verse 1]
I'm a drink 'til I drop on my ass,
this is Holiday
C#
G
I'm a go and celebrate
and hop on the ass
Cm
That's one more chance,
G
Dick Frank White ain't dead
C#
Think you the shit,
G
leave me your chick, the light ain't red
Matter fact just want to leave
Cm
'cause the fights is on
F
G
I'm a still be here when the lights is on
Got a fat ass in front of me,
Dutch in my mouth
F
G
Wit a Corona in my left hand
F
G
You try to front I'll coma your best man
F
I keep a trick on my sleeve,
G
more like a two fifth on my sleeve
Cm
G
Then I switch it to the trey- duce
C#
In my back pocket,
G
so me and love can stay loose
C#
G
It's like thugs ain't
C#
partyin, I smoke 20 dimes
F
G
I seen 20 dimes I love they body and
P tryin to score for the night
And to tell you the truth,
F
G
my shit blown if we war for the night
Verse 2
F
[Hook: x 2] We
G
C#
G
C#
G
F
G
gon' drink 'til we drunk,
C#
dance 'til we drop
F
G
And ain't nobody leavin
'til the music stop
Can I get a Soul Clap [gun clicks]
Cm
G
Can I get a Soul Clap
[gun clicks]
Verse 3
G
[Verse 2]
Ah- yo shit is still gravy though
I keep a open case,
C#
the block hot I need a song for the radio
G
P at the club,
niggas scared to let they lady go
C#
G
Foot Locker 4 for 20's
F
Could a had her some jeans,
G
Nike Airs, I keep all my money
C#
F
G
Still slide out the club wit a gorgeous honey
I don't care if it's a hole in the wall,
C#
I feel comfortable
G
Violate P, that's a hole in your jaw
F
G
All I want is cranberry
and Courvoisier
F
G
I'm trying to talk to a dime
Motherfucker,
but I still take my time
C#
G
Cocksucker, to rob why'all niggas
for why'all Cardiers
I got a flow that you hardly hear
F
And a gun wit a silencer,
G
why 'cause they hardly hear
F
G
I got honies flockin around,
C#
smoke in the air
G
F
Wit a cool ass bomb like Bob Marley
F
G
Cm
G
Verse 4
G
F
G
[Hook: x
C#
G
2]
Verse 5
G
[Verse 3]
I'm the gentleman to hold the door
I'm the gangsta that's lettin off
the three while loadin the four
Rather get a Soul Clap than clap your soul
C#
G
Honey askin how many
blunts I have to roll
C#
G
I'm a smoke til I'm high,
C#
drink til I'm drunk
F
I'm on my tour,
G
shit and I ain't get a wink in a month
My favorite color is green
F
But I'm stacked for the moment
G
so I'ma pick pink for the month
F
G
If you could take a hint, then after this party
If you want,
hop in the Viper limo with the tints
Cm
G
Got the fifty Cal, so hold that
C#
Tell 'em roll back
G
C#
I show niggas the real meaning of Soul Clap
F
G
[Hook: x 2]
Outro 1
F
G
C#
G
F
G
F
G
C#
G
C#
G
F
G
F
G
G
G
G
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