Tom: C# minor
Verse 1
F#m
There's no place in this world
that I'd rather be
than right here with Midnight and you.
Right on, Right on.
My baby don't blow my high
You never had a real nigga,
E
F#m
you ought to try
This how real niggas do,
F#m
And you know they say we never die,
F#m
Look, my baby don't blow my high
E
You never had a real nigga,
B
F#m
This how real niggas do,
we don't talk, we grind
And you know they say we never die,
we just multiply
Look, naked bitches in the kitchen
whippin' up the chickens
E
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Next to the fishes, when I'm finished,
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Money mission, every minute,
E
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scum, I gotta get it
E
Couple niggas buzzin', but trust me,
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bae, they ain't hot as we is
A boss, yes, baby, I'm a boss
I be grindin' all day,
E
so the weekend I like to force
F#m
Might just pull up on your block,
E
blow the engine out the exhaust
F#m
Told you boys check the scoreboard,
E
y 'all done already lost,
F#m
Look, you know how them
bad bitches cost, right?
So you know how them bad bitches talk,
right?
Boy, you better get your pad
and your frost, right?
Stop flexin' for these hoes
and get your bankroll tight, girl
Just order 50 when they touch,
I let my Bato go
E
Some light greens and some
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E
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purple like Jolly Joe
Cheapest prices round town,
F#m
You want a couple, meet me by the store
In the mouth, fool
My baby don't blow my high
You never had a real nigga,
you ought to try
This how real niggas do,
we don't talk, we grind
And you know they say we never die,
we just multiply
Look, my baby don't blow my high
You never had a real nigga,
you ought to try
B
F#m
This how real niggas do,
we don't talk, we grind
And you know they say we never die,
we just multiply
Big bottles of Perrier,
I do this like everyday
Or maybe some cold spades
while I pump the old blades
E
F#m
Stuntin' since my old days,
E
my baby, my cash straight
F#m
E
Major runs in 08,
don't believe me, just ask Drake
F#m
I'm a Gucci gator shopper,
eatin' gator and lobster
Fish bones with my partners,
E
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round table like the mobsters
Profit's the only topic,
E
cause bae, you know that I got it
F#m
E
And I stay flexin' my sleeves,
cause you know these haters watchin'
F#m
But you know the hoes be choosy
when you pullin' up in two seats
Mix the rose and the goosey,
guaranteed to get it juicy
I love a bad bitch,
E
but I swear I hate a groupie
F#m
But if that ass fat,
I might take her to the movies
Boy, you know my life a movie,
I should probably make flicks
Take trips, make blips,
and my tape still is shit
Put the pressure on these niggas
E
till they ain't gon' exist
F#m
Put the pressure on these niggas
till they ain't gon' exist
My baby don't blow my high
You never had a real nigga,
you ought to try
This how real niggas do,
we don't talk, we grind
E
F#m
And you know they say we never die,
we just multiply
Look, my baby don't blow my high
E
You never had a real nigga,
B
F#m
This how real niggas do,
we don't talk, we grind
And you know they say we never die,
we just multiply
F#m
Look
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