Yuck!: accordi di
2 Chainz
2 Chainz

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Tonalità: E minor
Intro 1
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Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Verse 1
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Uh, cut the top off, call it Amber Rose
Just bought a big body
Time to paint the toes
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Fm
Known to act a donkey on the camel- toe
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Then take the camel- toe
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Fm
And turn it into cas ser ole
2 Chainz talkin' on the FLX phone
Poof! Just like that the
whole check gone
Former Posturepedic I was slept on
So many chains on it look
Like my neck gone
My girl came through and
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Fm
brought an extra body
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Fm
Now that's an after party
For the after party
Two- gun game
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All- black Ferrari
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His and her Armani
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Put it in a tonic
And yeah, the bread good
if the head good
Before Benihana's it was
canned goods
Before canned goods
It was Similac
I'm from where they send shots
Then we send 'em back
A half a million dollars worth
of crack money
Wrap your parents up
Now you got a black mommy
Yeah I did it
True to my religion
Two guns on me
Both with extensions
If you on the pole
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Fm
Play your position
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Fm
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I got enough dough to pay
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your tuition
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Corduroy Trues
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With the skull cap
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I just woke up
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Fm
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Fm
Tell me where the drugs at
And after the drugs
Where the girls at
And after the girls
Where the love at
And if it ain't no love
Verse 2
I'm like fuck that
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Nigga I'm so dope
Verse 3
You could catch a fuckin' contact
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Good weed, bad bitch
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Fm
Eb
Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt
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Woah, I seen it all before
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Fm
Bbm
The bitch got a man
Fm
But she schemin' on the low
How it go? It go
Fuck them other niggas cause
I'm down for my niggas
My homies got the blickers
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Automatics no clickers
Fm
Huh? Cod ine, no liquor
Man, life is a bitch
Mine is a gold digger
I'm fucked
Let's fuck
She said she on her period
I said, "Yuck"
I called another bopper
Verse 4
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I beat it like a copper
Two big chain
One big chopper, bitch
Verse 5
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Fm
I got the chopper for the cold response
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Fm
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The cod ine got me
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standin' horizontal
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I had enough of the broken promises
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Fm
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So I'm in a room full of
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Pocahontases
And this shit is off the meat rack
Weed sack, big car
Layin' with my seat back
We next, weed never left Holland, weed bag
All this ice on my
And my niggas playing freeze tag
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Lord forgive me
Fm
This my fourth foreign
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Fm
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If you baby daddy lame
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You should forewarn him
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I come through with the yapper on
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Turn that nigga
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Into hot bo logna
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I'm the type a nigga cop a Rolly
Cop a Benz, cop a two
Then wear it all to Church
Nigga Hallelu
Uh, I'm from the trap where
the block'll pay you
Me and my nigga pass your
ho like a hot potato
I be like you could get her, he
be like you could get her
Verse 6
Fm
I be like you could have her, he be like
you could have her
He be like, it don't matter,
I be like, me neither
Uh, my old school got twenty- sixes on it
Verse 7
And I got you girl kissin' on me
Fm
Good weed, bad bitch
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Fm
Eb
Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt
Fm
Bbm
Eb
Woah, I seen it all before
Fm
Bbm
The bitch got a man
Fm
But she schemin' on the low
Cm
Fm
How it go? It go
Fuck them other niggas cause
I'm down for my niggas
My homies got the blickers
Automatics no clickers
Huh? Codine, no liquor
Man, life is a bitch
Mine is a gold digger
I'm fucked
Let's fuck
She said she on her period
Verse 8
Fm
I said, "Yuck"
I called another bopper
I beat it like a copper
Two big chain
One big chopper, bitch
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Fm
Verse 9
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Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Fm
Eb
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Fm
Eb
Yuck- yuck- yuck Daddy!
Fm
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch
Fm
Fm

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