Тональность: G# minor•
Verse 1
D#
G#
D#
E
I'm feeling like a man of the hour,
D#
G#
G#m
tear down the house
Throwing this money like
G#
it's no running out
G#m
E
Okay, but I wanna know,
D#
G#m
can you get any higher?
G#
And drop it down the pole
G#m
G#
like it's a fire
G#m
C#m
E
Now let me see just what you're
G#m
C#m
doing with your bad ass
D#
I can't help but watch you move
C#m
it with your bad ass
E
Let me see just what you're
G#m
C#m
doing with your bad ass
D#
I can't help but watch you move
C#m
it with your bad ass
Verse 2
like the man of the hour,
D#
host of the evening
G#
G#m
G#
But girl, this your show,
now bring it back, rerun
E
I got pockets of hundreds,
D#
G#
they say that change is irrelevant
Looking up in the sky I say I
love watching you elevate
G#m
C#m
Get high as you ever been (go), we
D#
getting hella bent (go)
G#m
E
Ball so hard,
D#
I deserve me a letterman
G#m
C#m
Now then let me see that cake, cake,
D#
cake, like Entenmann's
Ass up, gon' take it down
That's a negative,
D#
G#m
ain't nobody wetter than
Better get familiar like a
motherfuckin' relative
E
Know you see the fireworks,
D#
G#m
you looking where my section is
All this money falling in the air
B
like it's confetti, bitch
Verse 3
E
I'm feeling like a man of the hour,
D#
G#m
tear down the house
Throwing this money like
it's no running out
E
Okay, but I wanna know,
D#
G#m
can you get any higher?
G#
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
G#m
E
Now let me see just what you're
G#m
C#m
doing with your bad ass
D#
I can't help but watch you
C#m
E
C#m
move it with your bad ass
E
Let me see just what you're
G#m
C#m
doing with your bad ass
D#
I can't help but watch you
C#m
move it with your bad ass
Verse 4
E
D#
Uhh, Wale though, uh...
G#m
I'm the man of the hour,
And the humble ain't feed me so I
got that Geechi shit out me
G#m
And the city is ours where
G#
the killers devour
G#m
G#
Where the niggas lift "Smith- And"s
G#m
D#
And the victims lift a few flowers
E
C#m
Okay what I see dog you and me not cool
Bet they be loud when
I leave out room
E
C#m
Knowing how you move how you
got good shoes;
D#
When the heat on niggas be
E
C#m
D#
C#m
like pyoom
D#
E
Young nigga with some old riches
C#m
And the coldest women I be with weave
The broad let me I sweat it out
D#
G#m
like P90 get me doe
G#
And I'm sure she's got them cakes but I'm
G#m
E
trying to see that throat
35- 0- 0 my coat,
G#m
G#
we high chokin' on that dope
Turn around girl let a nigga know,
G#m
Double M Young Olu ghost
Verse 5
D#
G#m
tear down the house
Throwing this money like it's
no running out
E
Okay, but I wanna know,
D#
G#m
can you get any higher?
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
E
Now let me see just what you're
G#m
C#m
doing with your bad ass
D#
I can't help but watch you
C#m
move it with your bad ass
Let me see just what you're
G#m
doing with your bad ass
C#m
D#
I can't help but watch you
C#m
move it with your bad ass
E
Meek Milly! Ink whattup... I'm feelin' like the
Verse 6
G#m
man of the hour,
G#
G#m
G#
host of the evening
G#m
These niggas is haters
they know that we eatin'
I got a bitch she Jamaican,
G#
fuck her slow when we speakin'
G#m
I get your chick and I take her,
D#
talkin' Cabo for the weekend
E
C#m
I'm just a young nigga outchea ballin', all
E
D#
C#m
E
these bad bitches callin'
C#m
E
Rollie all flooded to New Orleans and a big Rolls Royces,
D#
C#m
can't park it
E
C#m
Got gold rims on my Ash Martin
B#
D#
and I'm rollin' up in that foreign
C#m
E
C#m
I said all my bitches half foreign,
E
C#m
E
you could run tell that ask Martin, hold up
I flex hard on Instagram, post your
G#m
bitch goin insta- ham
Pyrex pot that's insta- grams,
drop that work that's insta- bands
E
And I'm sittin' man, on a couple mill,
D#
G#m
G#
swear my life's so fuckin' real
G#m
Back to the wall like fuck the world; a nigga say fuck me,
B
E
I'mma fuck his girl like WHOA!
Verse 7
D#
I'm feeling like a man of the hour,
G#m
tear down the house
Throwing this money like
it's no running out
E
Okay, but I wanna know,
D#
G#m
can you get any higher?
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
C#m
Now let me see just what you're doing
G#m
with your bad ass
I can't help but watch you move
C#m
it with your bad ass
Let me see just what you're
doing with your bad ass
D#
C#m
I can't help but watch you move
E
it with your bad ass
Verse 8
E
G#m
Now go ahead with that bad ass
and fast cash my dash pass
Them silicones and fat ass,
got cheese out, no rat trap
Real late night, no cat naps,
you so acrobatic
Just move it 'til the bass slap
the bass slap like the Mac S
D#
C#m
No question we turnt up,
D#
workin' on my fourth cup
E
G#m
E
Then throwin' all this money
G#m
E
G#m
like the ass is for purchase
Very important persons,
D#
E
don't take it too personal
C#m
E
Got more bottles than homies, it's a movie,
Verse 9
E
I'm feeling like a man of the hour,
D#
G#m
tear down the house
Throwing this money like
it's no running out
E
Okay, but I wanna know,
D#
G#m
can you get any higher?
And drop it down the pole like it's a fire
Verse 10
G#m
Go! (Show off)
Go! (Show off)
G#
G#m
Go! (Show off)
Outro 1
Yeah! (Show off)
G#m
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