This song is from the album BLOCKBUSTA(2023), released on 24 November 2023. The vocals are by Busta Rhymes, DaBaby , T-Pain, the music is produced by Schife, and the lyrics are written by Busta Rhymes, DaBaby, T-Pain, Pimp C, JAY-Z, Bun B, Jeezy, Z-Ro , Mr. Lee.
This song is originally in the key of D Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 120 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of D Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 120 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: D Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 120 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Dm Shooter Dm Serious shooter Dm It's Baby, look [VERSE] Dm I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (Yeah) Dm Fuckin' model bitches, give them hoes the runaround (Okay, okay) Dm All I ever knew that girl to be was just a freak ho (A freak) Dm I'ma let the world think that she a woman now Dm To go get some CDs, I sold niggas remix (Remix) Dm I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound Dm Used to wrap 'em fast like I was Busta Rhymes (Huh?) Dm Them niggas had 'em thirty five, I had 'em twenty nine Dm Every day, a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times Dm Had a foreign car, big coat 'forе I wrote a rhyme Dm Buy the car, throw thе tint on, and I roll around Dm Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it [VERSE] Dm Niggas sick when we pull up, you know how we with it Dm They cop every bottle, get drunk and they spill it all over the place Dm Hold up, watch my shoes Dm I'm gettin' plenty money, how 'bout you? Dm Baby, we throw so much bread to the point I'm exhausted (Uh huh) Dm Drinkin' every bottle 'til a nigga get nauseous (Uh huh) Dm Hundred bitches by a nigga, all of them gorgeous (Uh huh) Dm Hundred thousand on a nigga, more in the office Dm Hand pick an eater bitch, box of chocolates (Uh huh) Dm Beat it, little nigga, 'fore I cock the Taurus (Uh huh) Dm Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus Dm Money I throw at bitches, cop Boxster Porsches Dm Get that dough, shorty, get that ho for me (Get it) Dm Yeah, shorty, sit that low (Uh huh) Dm Bring it back, girl, go 'head and put it on a nigga like Dm Like you tryna get another go (Yeah) Dm Niggas acting like they throwing money with bosses (Uh huh) Dm You don't wanna do that, cut some of your losses (Uh uh) Dm Every single thing about a nigga enormous Dm Lot of gold on a nigga and the diamonds is flawless Dm See, you motherfuckers could never do the shit I be doing Dm The best that you knew and been shaking and moving Dm And showing and proving, you know that we chewing and business is booming Dm Don't come around me playing 'cause Dm I ain't never fooling with none of you niggas (Aw, shit) Dm And when I spit, it's spooky to some of you niggas Dm To tell 'em the truth, see, I ain't moving with none of you niggas Dm And body shit 'til it's time to be gone, Dm fuck up the building 'til I leave and I'm done with you niggas www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here Dm Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh Dm Big money, big dreams, big everything Dm I been workin' all day and all night (All night) Dm Everything is alright, oh Dm Big money, big dreams, big everything [VERSE] Dm Yes, we see y'all, and most of you niggas is B balls and straight total recalls Dm You won't understand this shit we on Dm Fuck around, buy the bar, get your drink on Dm The owner, he'll fuck with me, he let me smoke my lil' reefer with you Dm Drinkin' 'yac and tequila (What you drinking?) Dm You drinking it straight or you need you some ice? Dm I look like I just walked out the freezer (Ice) Dm Oh, she like her shit straight, she don't chase it Dm Bitch, that ain't no ice tray, that's a bracelet Dm Yeah, say she can't wait to get naked (Uh huh) Dm Do your thing, bitch, I make you my favorite Dm She say she won't eat my dick every day, I say no, she gon' take it (No) Dm I need a minute now 'cause I'm a millionaire, make niggas millionaires Dm Tell I handle business, have the Lamborghini spinning out Dm Maybach truck, Maybach car, they can't see in 'cause it's tinted Dm Can't see us 'til we drop the window Dm Unrecline the seats, let the tray out, close the curtain and eat, Dm today, we having seabass and spinach Dm Give a fuck 'bout your image Dm Please do not talk to me until I'm done, nigga, wait 'til I'm finished Dm I'll leave you a blemish Dm Swellin' all over your face, fuck it, I'll make you diminish Dm Use thirty day tags when you spending Dm Big smile, who the dentist? Dm I can keep the whole label independent Dm Anything out my mouth that I say, then I motherfuckin' did it Dm Bitch bad like Dennis the Menace (Go) Dm On a private to Venice Dm Fucked all her friends, left 'em back in New York, making all of 'em jealous Dm Order more sweaters Dm Niggas so cold, had to warm 'em up, then I called all of my fellas Dm The inside every car made of leather (Yeah, yeah) Dm Waste the drink, change the car, it's whatever Dm While shopping, I copped me some Dior and Dolce Dm and then I went and copped a couple Margielas Dm I sip from a couple wine cellars Dm The fans write a couple wild letters Dm See, I'm a nigga that'll always give thanks, I'm friends with a couple bank tellers Dm They let me skip lines at the bank, they call me Mr. Kirk Dm The clerks know that I'm paid, so they flirt (Let's go) Dm Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt Dm Want the change, want the chains, gotta work Dm Locking in, clocking in Dm On an overnight in your state, I press a button, open up the gate, I'm driving in Dm Nigga, I ain't squashing shit Dm Fuck a white flag, it's a problem right now if we ever had a problem then Dm Ain't got too much to say 'cause she swallowing Dm Want me to open up the gate, you gotta call it in Dm She a naughty girl, I pull up on lil' baby rocking Nautica Dm She begging me to put it on her face, I told her, "Not again" (Not again) Dm I go wherever the fuck I want, it ain't no signing in (Uh uh) Dm I do whatever the fuck I want, don't like it? Try me then Dm She put my dick and both of my balls in her mouth and Dm I stand there in disbelief with my hand on my head wondering how she got 'em in (Fuck) Dm Every time we move, you know a nigga gotta win Dm We got a bag and every DJ nigga got a spin Dm When we fuck up everything in the building, all of a sudden, Dm nigga got a whole lot again Dm Give me one more line, OG, one more line (Yeah, nigga) Dm You know we drown niggas with heat, I hope you know you gotta swim Dm Okay, one more line, just one more line, one more line Dm Despite you know we coming to eat, you know we got up in the gym www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here Dm Tried to get in, to fit in, to sit here, oh Dm Big money, big dreams, big everything Dm I been workin' all day and all night (All night) Dm Everything is alright, oh Dm Big money, big dreams, big everything
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