Тональность: F# minor
Verse 1
Am
D
Am
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
F#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
F
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
Am
it’s a fucking celebration
F#dim
D
Am
Yeah, everything is alright,
F#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
F
shit baby
Am
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 2
Am
Ballin' in this bitch cause I’m better
F#dim
Models at my table when
they down for whatever
F
It’s a cold world so
Am
it’s heat in my leather
D
We gonna make it rain,
Am
we ain’t tripping off the weather
Work day suit removed
Jay baby baby let me put
you on game
I got that crazy crazy eye
drive you insane
Every play make these niggas
know my name
T- Raw, young star, Gringo
F#dim
Shining hard every
second don't blink ho
F
If you ain’t sipping and
Am
you tripping better drink more
D
Am
Too many dicks on the field
trying to get yours
What your home girl don’t
F#dim
know
Won’t hurt her so girl let go
Am
They say they ain’t tricking nigga got it
But we ain’t tricking
anything and we got it, so
Verse 3
Am
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
F#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
F
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
Am
it’s a fucking celebration
D
F#dim
Am
Yeah, everything is alright,
F#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
F
shit baby
Am
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 4
Em
Am
Fly, fly niggas do fly thangs
Overseas,
F#dim
I can put you on my dream team
Am
F
Am
High king, Tyga- lajuwan 2 rings,
D
yeah we on one
Am
We ain’t never done,
Em
Am
it’s small fun when you living how we living
F#dim
Big living room, beautiful women
Baby take your shoes off,
Am
she just trying to kick it
Gone down town now,
D
she gonna let me kiss it
Em
Am
So good, yep yep,
Young Money and we all good
F#dim
All my homies in this thang
wish a nigga would
F
Am
If a nigga could,
I don’t think he should
D
Getting money,
Am
rocking clubs like t woods
Bright lights like we living in the sky
F#dim
Erybody put your hands high
Am
It ain’t tricking nigga got it
D
But we ain’t tricking anything
Em
and we got it, so
Am
I ain’t gotta
Verse 5
do nothing,
F#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
F
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
Am
D
it’s a fucking celebration
Am
Yeah, everything is alright,
F#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
F
shit baby
Am
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 6
Am
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
F#dim
I ain’t gotta say shit
F
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
Am
it’s a fucking celebration
D
Am
Yeah, everything is alright,
F#dim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
F
shit baby
Am
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
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