Tonalità: G minor
Verse 1
Em
Yippie Ki Yay,
Yippie Ki Yo, you can make me high,
Or you can make me low.
D
You gotta understand that's the way
G
A
Em
I roll. Talkin' 'bout,
D
G
A
yippie ki yi...
Em
Yippie Ki Yay, Yippie Ki Yo,
D
Em
G
you can make me high,
A
Or you can make me low.
Em
You gotta understand that's the way
D
G
A
I roll. Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yi.
Verse 2
Em
(Verse One [1]l
Came up from the bottom baby,
D
Covered in mud,
G
A
to the top I rose honey nothin' but love.
Em
From a place that blow bud,
D
sit back and get buzzed,
G
They keep that thing going,
A
guitars and kick drums.
Em
It's a party everytime that we
D
walk in the spot,
G
Like my Jack Daniel's straight,
A
not on the rocks.
Em
Not gonna chase it with the water,
D
I like whiskey with a kick,
G
Put me in the game coach I'm sick
A
of sittin' on the bench.
Come On!
Verse 3
Em
Yippie Ki Yay, Yippie Ki Yo,
D
G
you can make me high,
A
Or you can make me low.
Em
You gotta understand that's the way
D
G
A
I roll. Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yi.
Em
D
Yippie Ki Yay, Yippie Ki Yo,
G
you can make me high,
A
Or you can make me low.
Em
You gotta understand that's the way
D
G
I roll. Talkin' 'bout,
A
yippie ki yi.
Verse 4
Em
(Verse Two [2]l
D
Roll up another one and let me
help my mind escape,
G
I'm down to shoot a shot of
A
whiskey any time or place.
Em
Came from the rubber with no
D
rhythm and rhyme,
G
I did what I had to do just
A
to try and get by.
Em
Represent the middle class
D
and lower class citizens,
G
Cruel world we livin' in,
A
hustlin' tryin' to get it in.
Em
D
I wake up hung over and be mad at myself,
G
I be the first to admit,
A
I'm kinda trashy myself.
Em
Yippie Ki Yay,
Verse 5
D
G
Yippie Ki Yo. You can make me high,
A
Or you can make me low.
Em
You gotta understand that's the way
D
G
A
I roll. Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yi.
Em
Yippie Ki Yay,
D
G
Yippie Ki Yo. You can make me high,
A
Or you can make me low.
Em
You gotta understand that's the way
D
G
A
I roll. Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yi.
Verse 6
Em
When that moonlight goes up,
D
G
And we all show up, cuz we all know
A
what's about to go down.
Em
D
Someone roll up, and we'll all smoke up,
G
And we'll all blow up, the
A
whole damn town.
Em
I've been drinking and smoking,
D
I've been smoking and drinking,
G
I wake up in the morning,
A
like what the fuck was I thinking.
Em
D
I'm a real outsider, baby I'm a greaser,
G
A
Back in high school I was trying
to freak the teacher.
Em
D
Maybe I did, maybe I didn't,
it's a secret,
G
Don't you like this bumpin' shit that's
A
coming out your speaker?
Em
Weed made me high,
D
the liquor made me low,
G
They wouldn't let us in so
A
I'm kicking in the door.
Em
Man it's cool, I'm a fool,
D
let me do what I do,
G
I might bust up out the room
A
trippin' on shrooms.
Em
Yeah I'm that kind of dude,
D
baby that's who I am,
G
When it's all said and done,
A
I don't give a damn.
Em
Yippie Ki Yay,
Verse 7
D
Yippie Ki Yo,
G
you can make me high,
A
Or you can make me low.
Em
You gotta understand that's the way
D
G
A
I roll. Talkin' 'bout, yippie ki yi.
Em
D
Yippie Ki Yay, Yippie Ki Yo,
G
you can make me high,
A
Or you can make me low.
Em
You gotta understand that's the way
D
G
I roll, Talkin' 'bout,
A
yippie ki yi.
Outro 1
Em
D
G
A
Em
D
G
A
E
Em
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