Way Too Gone: accordi di
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Young Jeezy
Young Jeezy

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Tonalità: Gb major
Verse 1
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I'm way to gone, what
the fuck I'm a doing
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Wake up in the morning,
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who the fuck am I screwing?
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My partner on brown and
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you know I'm on white
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You know its going down,
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I can do this all night
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Gotta get to the paper
one time for the haters
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Money over bitches two times
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for the fakers
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Cause even in the dark,
baby I'm a shine bright
I'm way too gone,
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the best night of my life
Verse 2
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Yeah, I said g- g- g- go DJ
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I see you got that Jizzle on replay
Just keep that Jizzle on repeat
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It's about the time everybody
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scream "free Meech!"
Let's take ya bitch ass back to '05
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Close your eyes, take a rough nigga look,
Atlanta lights
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Club vision, PJ in my hand,
I'm on the couch
Man this nigga Meech just blew a quarter mil,
he bought a house
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Man you niggas gonna lace up your sneaks,
it's time to ball
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Presidential at the Swiss Hotel,
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making come alls.
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Posted up, all black in the back, 100 deep
A hundred coupes posted up in the front,
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200 seats
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Man somebody call the IRS, too
many lambos
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Yea I'm talking bottles and blunts,
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all you can handle
Them other niggas fake,
to them fallings where its at.
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Man the real niggas do real things,
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let's drink to that!
Verse 3
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I'm way to gone,
what the fuck I'm a doing
Wake up in the morning,
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who the fuck am I screwing?
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My partner on brown and
you know I'm on white
You know its going down,
I can do this all night
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Gotta get to the paper one
time for the haters
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Money over bitches two
times for the fakers
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Cause even in the dark,
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baby I'm a shine bright
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I'm way too gone,
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the best night of my life
Verse 4
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I said I'm gone! I'm going going gone!
Way this night is going,
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man I won't make it home
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I'm a wake up in the room,
wake up with a hangover
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What I spent last night I could
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bought a Range Rover
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Got my Raybans on,
yeah I see you haters
Keep doing what you doing,
cause I need you haters
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She said whats your cologne,
said you can call it strong
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If I had to name my money baby,
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I would call it long.
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I said I'm way too
Verse 5
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gone,
I don't see nobody,
I ain't even on the bill,
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I'm acting like it's my party.
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Feel like I'm on fire or just that hot,
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If I smoke another blunt,
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yeah I swear I'm gonna die
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You can call the weed man,
tell him bring another zip
I know he just left,
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yeah he gotta make another trip
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So hot in here feel like I'm going to faint
Even though I'm past my limit,
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still think I'm gonna drink
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I'm way to gone,
Verse 6
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what the fuck I'm a doing
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Wake up in the morning,
who the fuck am I screwing?
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My partner on brown and
you know I'm on white
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You know its going down,
I can do this all night
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Gotta get to the paper one
time for the haters
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Money over bitches two
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times for the fakers
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Cause even in the dark,
baby I'm a shine bright
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I'm way too gone,
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the best night of my life
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I
Verse 7
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woke up early this morning,
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Three white girls from the Pink Pony,
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I'm blowing money fast,
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so caught up in the moment
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One time for the bar,
two times for my homies,
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I'm a rock star in real life; I'm an
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astronaut outta sight.
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Put Codeine in my Sprite,
my wrist is full of ice
I don't even know her name,
she so caught in the hype.
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Its ok baby, cuz I'm a millionaire for life,
I got bitches on my payroll,
they coming back like white
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I'm with
Verse 8
Ethiopian,
we in Vegas shootin' dice
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Got a girl at home,
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I know I'm wrong, it feels so right
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On the first road,
young I hope I wrote a sinch
We in the club for thugs,
this must be heaven.
Verse 9
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I'm way to gone,
what the fuck I'm a doing
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Wake up in the morning,
who the fuck am I screwing?
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My partner on brown and
you know I'm on white
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You know its going down,
I can do this all night
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Gotta get to the paper one
time for the haters
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Money over bitches two
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times for the fakers
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Cause even in the dark,
baby I'm a shine bright
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I'm way too gone, the best night of my life
Outro 1
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