Kunci: D# minor•
Verse 1
Ebm
Ay, ay
Put that lil' weed up nigga
Verse 2
Ebm
Bbm
Ebm
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound,
we just smoke it, we don't sell it
Ay, ay, what I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say, "You got some
money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel,
Cb
Ebm
plane gas on your lame ass
Bbm
Ebm
We blow, jet fuel,
plane gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel,
plane gas on your lame ass
We blow, jet fuel,
Cb
plane gas on your lame ass
Verse 3
lame,
just lookin' at you, nigga
Cb
While I'm in here no bitch'll give
her pussy to you, nigga, no
Ebm
Uh- uh, she say, "Not even
Ebm
'Cause the king gettin' money
Bbm
Ebm
when the bank's closed
Yeah, she in her heels on
her knees though
Yeah, her nigga call,
Cb
Ebm
she don't leave though
Nope, I beat that pussy
like she stole somethin'
Cb
Uh- huh, then tell that ho get up
and roll somethin'
Ebm
We
Verse 4
Cb
Ebm
pourin' up,
Bbm
blowin' gas, weed noisy
Ebm
won't stop talkin' and annoyin' me
Bbm
I'm like, "Why don't you suck a nig
ga's dick or somethin'?"
Ebm
Bbm
Or take it from behind while you
eat a bitch or somethin'
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
I like my bitches doubled
Cb
Ebm
up like my white cup
Bbm
I like my pint sealed up,
Ebm
Yup, and you know you don't
Ebm
Bbm
You don't wanna see my niggas actin'
ratchet with the ratchet
Verse 5
Ebm
Bbm
Ebm
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound,
Bbm
we just smoke it, we don't sell it
Bbm
what I blow'll make a plane go
Ebm
Them bitches say, "You got some
Bbm
money but you lame"
Db
Ebm
We blow, jet fuel,
Cb
Ebm
plane gas on your lame ass
Bbm
Ebm
And we blow, jet fuel,
plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel,
plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel,
Bbm
plane gas on your lame ass
Ebm
Bbm
I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy like the
Verse 6
Ebm
Joker
Cb
Ebm
Suck it 'fore you fuck
Bbm
Db
it, is exactly what I told her
Cb
Ebm
Ten bottles, two models,
Bbm
Cb
kush sack, it's a jet ride
Ebm
Go and get my gangsta ass
Cb
bitch off the west side
Ebm
Baby daddy face lookin' long,
better change that
Make a nigga drop some change
Cb
on your lame ass, nigga
spendin' hundred after hundred
Jumped down her throat and in her stomach,
now she runnin'
Verse 7
Ebm
Me and my henchmen, we be gunnin' for the money,
blowin' jet fuel
We don't pay for pussy 'cause we
Bbm
Ebm
Cb
fuck more than we rest, dude
Ebm
Bbm
I bet you that your main
Ebm
Bbm
bitch'll bless boo
Ebm
And every ho with her when they see
me gon' break their neck too
Rich dick in her, I done gave the
bitch life support
Bbm
High in the pussy same way that
Ebm
I was high in court
Flip it, slap it, rub it down,
finish, give it back up
Wash the dick off while she roll
Bbm
Ebm
Bbm
the kush sack up
Ebm
I'm the truth, tell it,
Verse 8
Bbm
Ebm
loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound,
we just smoke it, we don't sell it
Ay, ay,
Bbm
what I blow'll make a plane go
Ebm
Them bitches say, "You got some
money but you lame"
We blow, jet fuel,
Cb
Ebm
plane gas on your lame ass
Bbm
Ebm
And we blow, jet fuel,
plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel,
plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel,
Cb
plane gas on your lame ass
Ebm
Better kush if them bitches
Verse 9
wanna blow,
Ebm
For the hoes who be playin' with their nose,
now you know
Cb
Ebm
That the king all about the dollar bills,
Bbm
Cb
quarter mil'
Ebm
In the bag, slappin' bitches
Bbm
Db
on their ass with dollar bills
Cb
Ebm
Ay, you don't like it, ho? You
ain't gotta chill then
Leave the lavish match and go
Cb
Ebm
back to where you live then
Nope, but you don't wanna do that
How this ho blowin' on me,
where her trumpet or her flute at?
Verse 10
Ebm
I brought a pound and she blew that,
Cb
Ebm
see he brought two back
Drunk up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin',
Bbm
Cb
now who can do that?
Ebm
Cb
She dippin' all that molly,
Ebm
Bbm
steady askin' where the food at
Ebm
You don't believe me? Ask my nigga
Bbm
Ebm
Jeezy, he can true that
I beat that pussy, blew that,
Bbm
man I ain't gon' finesse it
Ebm
Man you know what I'm smokin',
Bbm
Db
shawty you ain't gotta check it
Bbm
Ebm
this shit I'm blowin' straight up out of D4
Bbm
I ain't talkin' but it's loud
when the weed blow
Ebm
Verse 11
Bbm
Yup, like I'm fresh up on the runway
Ebm
Bbm
Db
Wheels up, weed loud like gunplay
On them sucka niggas
Bb
Bbm
with their lame ass
Ebm
Bbm
You bustas blow in' train smoke, we
Cb
Bbm
blowin' plane gas
Ebm
I'm the truth, tell it,
Verse 12
Bbm
Ebm
loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it,
Ebm
Ay, ay, what I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say, "You got some
Bbm
money but you lame"
Cb
Ebm
We blow, jet fuel,
Cb
Ebm
plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel,
Cb
plane gas on your lame ass
Ebm
And we blow, jet fuel,
plane gas on your lame ass
And we blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your lame
Interlude 1
ass
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
Verse 13
Cb
What you mean? Why should you?
Ebm
I think a more appropriate
question would be why not
Cb
Ebm
I mean, look around you
Exceptions to circumstances re
Cb
Ebm
quire exceptions to be made
Would you not consider
Cb
this exceptional?
Any sane woman would
Gb
But it's not so much who I am as what I am
Db
Abm
A stand up guy, man of re spect
This life of value, you can't just go purchase and put it on,
Absus4
baby
Anybody say they can,
they just puttin' on
Ab
Abm
Aye, you need to check their
certification
I keep my paperwork
Bagaimana pendapat Anda tentang lagu ini?
Anda perlu untuk memberikan penilaian.
PenyetemE A D G B E
AkorEbm Bbm Cb Db Bb...
Lebih banyak lagu dari T.I.
Temukan akor untuk lebih banyak lagu yang bisa dimainkan
Akor populer di seluruh dunia
Akor & tab yang paling sering dimainkan oleh pengguna