Fifth Day Dead: acordes por
Young Thug
Young Thug

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Tom: D major
Verse 1
F#
B
Yeah,
F#
ooh, no
Yeah, ooh, no
B
Yeah, ooh, no
Yeah
F#
Yeah, ooh, no
Tell me
A#m
B
F#
Ooh no
B
F#
Say, ooh, no
Yeah
Moncler coat,
A#m
F#
'cause I'm the coldest out
B
I had twenty thousand pints
sealed in a drought
F#
Twelve bend the corner,
me and the dawgs gettin' out
B
Got twenty- seven colors,
this Versace couch
F#
A#m
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
B
I told the bitch don't call me,
she a Miami thot
F#
They hate to see you rackin',
big gold Patek's rose gold
B
White diamonds on my wrist,
F#
it's like my main bitch toes
A#m
F#
I cut the top off of the Benz,
that winter was cold
B
I got a lot of thots, but
got respect for my hoes
F#
I got a lot of spots for recess
B
for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers
A#m
askin' why all of 'em brats
F#
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
B
I throwed it to my dawgs,
F#
I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
B
I fucked her hard, I put that
F#
bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
B
He text me back five days and he was dead
F#
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
B
I been sippin' on Wock' 'cause
ain't no red
F#
Passport shawty, I can
take this bitch places
B
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
F#
A pussy nigga wishin'
he could trade places
B
I told a nigga, "You must be
kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
F#
A#m
I called my watch stupid
F#
B
'cause the time froze
150 for my tooth and when I find hoes
F#
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the
B
pinecone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime,
F#
now he back home
A#m
F#
B
I been countin' money all night long
F#
Until my dawgs who can't fall off no more
B
I used to walk down, buyin' out the store
Her body was natural,
A#m
now she plastic, she a barbie
F#
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
B
I throwed it to my dawgs, I
F#
told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they kids still shit the bed
B
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
F#
I called 'em up and told him what he said
B
He text me back five days and he was dead
F#
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
B
I been sippin' on
Wock' 'cause ain't no red
Yeah, ooh, no
F#
Yeah, ooh, no
B
F#
Yeah, ooh, no
B
F#
Yeah
Yeah, ooh, no
B
Tell me
F#
Ooh no
B
Say, ooh, no
Yeah

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AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesF# B A#m