Sprinter: accordi di
Dave
Dave
Central Cee
Central Cee

2023Hip-hop1.5K visualizzazioni
5.0 (8)
Tonalità: Bb minor
Intro 1
C#m
D#
G#m
G#m
Verse 1
C#m
D#
The mandem too inconsiderate
G#m
Five-star hotels smoking cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
C#m
She got thick but she wanna get thin again
D#
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Wearin' Skim
G#m
'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright
I know that you're bad, stop actin'
C#m
innocent
D#
We ain't got generational wealth
E
It's only a year that I've had these millions
B
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift
C#m
'cause it's fast and furious
D#
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus
They had their chance but blew it
G#m
Now this gyal want me in her uterus
Chorus 1
Fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it
C#m
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
D#
It's a life of squitin', can't just stare
G#m
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
C#m
Brown and bad
D#
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
G#m
B
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter
C#m
(uh)
D#
One hundred eaters
E
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
B
C#m
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal,
D#
too many-many gyal, I got
G#m
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Verse 2
Alright, like send the address through
C#m
D#
(please) SUV, the outside white
G#m
The inside brown like Michael Jack
More time man build a line and trap
C#m
Spend like I don't even like my stack
D#
Pistol came on a Irish ferry
G#m
Let go and it sound like a tap dance
The way that I ball
No yellow, the ref have to give me
a black card
C#m
Who did what we're doin' with rap?
D#
Man couldn't sell out his show
E
after all them years of doin' the cap
B
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
C#m
Inter, two man in Milan
D#
Heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy
G#m
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Verse 3
Outside, my head in my hands
C#m
D#
I told her my name is Cench
G#m
She said "no, the one on your birth certificate"
Your boyfriend ran from that diamond test
C#m
'Cause they weren't legitimate (nah)
D#
G#m
She Turkish-Cypriot but her curves Brazilian
I want her and bro wants her
C#m
D#
(affiliate) I'm cheap, still hit a chick like
E
"yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
B
Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic
C#m
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
D#
G#m
Before I give you my Insta password
I'll give you the pin to my AmEx
Verse 4
Huh, alright
C#m
D#
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
G#m
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
C#m
"Still loadin'" that's the caption
D#
I've only amounted a minimal fraction
G#m
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen
C#m
Can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
D#
Dave just came in a Aston, I'm makin' that
E
Maybach Music (Maybach Music)
B
They're tryna insult my intelligence,
C#m
sometimes I may act stupid
D#
I never went Uni, I been on a campus
G#m
selling cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat
Then something gon' leak,
Chorus 2
we ain't playin' exclusives
C#m
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
D#
It's a life of squitin', can't just stare
G#m
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
C#m
Brown and bad
D#
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
G#m
B
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter
C#m
(uh)
D#
One hundred eaters
E
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
B
C#m
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal,
D#
too many-many gyal, I got
G#m
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Verse 5
Alright, like send the address through
C#m
(please) Fire for a wife beater
D#
Can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
G#m
Man have to send her therapy
She got a E cup bra, a lot on her chest
C#m
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'
D#
Hit a lick, went Cash Converters
G#m
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
C#m
I love chillin' with broke bitches
Man book one flight and they all impressed
E
I'm in the G63
B
The car hug me like a friend
through twist and turns
C#m
Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash,
D#
it's fucked
Don't know which one's worse,
G#m
I'm fucked
Bags in his and hers
Verse 6
What's hers is hers, what's mine is too
C#m
Heard that girl is a gold digger
D#
It can't be true if she dated you
G#m
AP baby blue, paper's pink
I'd probably hate me too
C#m
You ever spent six figures
D#
and stared at bae like
"Look what you made me do"?
G#m
Yeah, (alright) started with a Q,
didn't wait in line
C#m
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one
D#
"Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
E
I know that the jack boys pray
B
that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside
C#m
D#
G#m

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